A/N: I didn't understand this poem when I wrote it and I still don't. However, it was vaguely inspired by Vash, so. . . *shrug* It kind of all started with the "lost July" phrase and then I was utterly, totally lost.

"Shallow Sleep"

I sleep a shallow sleep

in this land of a lost July,

breaking blood-stained sins

and looking to the sky.

Down falls the rain

like stones thrown to the earth -

droplets that cause pain,

whatever pain is worth.

I dream a sweet-found dream,

of love and peace that were lost;

a phantom evolution

for which I pay the cost.

Like twisting ivy filigree,

a sinuous invader of my life -

this is my killer, my widowmaker,

the cause of all my strife.

:::al sukoto:::

:::give me a meaning:::