The Sleep Broker

Come friend.

Let me pour the wine.
It is the finest in these lands.

Sit.

You are fortunate
to have found me here.
I am known to many kings.

There is no shame in it.
Many come to me
after the seventh sleepless night,
after the same door opens again,
after the same face returns.

Drink.

You need not describe it.

I know the shapes of such things.

I do not collect confessions.
I relieve them.