Sunday, August 25, 2013

Bad Dream

In my dream last night, I slipped off the face of a cliff. 
I had held on for as long as I could before falling.
I squeezed my eyes closed and slammed against the rock as I fell. 
I didn't wake with a sudden jolt.
I woke slowly, calmly, and peacefully. 
- on my bedroom floor.

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