First Words Roused from Slumber

Unawareness would be fine,
Is fine. Did you mind all that time
Of unawareness, when whatever

Is you now was but was something
That was never you? Do you mind
The dreamless, deep sleep hours?

Unawareness will be fine for all time.
Feel sorry for matter and energy.
Maybe, and for whatever awarenesses

What makes you now may yet make.
It’s too bad you can’t yank living out
Of the cosmic constant, free it, but

Leave them messages they might get—
Unawareness won’t regret.