Blessed Defeat

O thine sweet release    
Thou aren’t of sleep,    
but of peace.    
Thy wretched throes    
disguise intention.    
               A poet’s prose:    
               thine ends clandestine?    
               Friends of foes    
               with faux pretention, make this ending sweet.    
Undone metre.    
Untied feet.    
Discovered    
       
       stillness.    
 
Heart’s beat.    
      
          Heartbeat    
            
             heartbeat    
                
             heart    
                
             beat    
                        
                 .