Fare Well, Dreamer

Like swimming upwards
to an ocean’s surface
and never finding it.

Dreams.

The best and worst
thoughts none of
us ever wished upon
ourselves.

But there I am under
an ocean’s surface.
Though I have no
watery grave. My
head rests on a
pillow as I sleep and

suddenly.

I wake.

I’ve neglected to
breathe.

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