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B is for Awake


When I wake up, I’m going to either be very grumpy or very relieved
I would’ve either come to a conclusion or discovered a beginning
When I wake up….

When I….
When.
When will I wake up?
This dream is surreal.
This dream they say IS REAL.
And I am to believe it.
Believe that this color combination
This disquiet within the nations
This topsy turvy, twisty and twirly screwed up
Ness…
Is exactly what life is.

I must’ve taken something strong.
Strong enough to knock me out into a perpetual haze
This unconsciousness
The conscious unconsciousness of sleep
Because my mind IS AT WORK
Hustling
Hurtling
Through thoughts and logics and pains and strategies and formulae and reason
And pain.
My mind IS AWAKE
Paneling through images, formulating problems
Solving those problems
And creating more
More of the same
My mind IS awake
But my body isn’t
Or else it is
In this dream that every body else THINKS IS REALITY.

I tell you…
When I wake up, I’m going to either be very grumpy or very relieved
I would’ve either come to a conclusion or discovered a beginning
When I wake up….

When I….
When.
When will I wake up?

13:11:10
tracy j h © 

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