At expense of

I should have told you: how
Your shirts overslept
Like the doves of day
Or the spectres of night—
Their avian qualities made
Bruises of the imbued sky

(For they are weighty).
But I should be lenient

And leave you be,
Man! You have not slept
Easily on those baggy eyes.
From this shore to the next,
I have heard you snore
So dreadfully in tides.

Dale Chou
2007-01-14