Sleep

"Etherized upon a table"

From the graves of the unborn men
comes the invisible sand,
which when sprinkled,
puts him in a trance.
The water flows underneath,
and the feathers fly over him,
the colors change
from desert brown to winter green,
as he turns calmly, changing sides,
in the shelter of the earth's womb.


I am not sure, if the wombs can have shelters.
Question to readers: What if I replace him with a she? Wouldnt it sound like giving a girl roofies in her drink?