I nearly slipped down the cracks
that opened in my reality today.
Fissures in the once solid ground
threatened to swallow me as I passed.
The looming dream world too close for comfort,
infiltrating the light of day.
No longer content with
its sleep populated realm,
it tore a hole in the thin fabric that
separates these two different worlds.
Maybe these rips are always there,
hidden, unseen,
but today,
I noticed.
2 comments:
so easy to identify with this sensation - a beautiful write.
Thank you very much Malcolm - your comment is much appreciated. :-)
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