4:30 Am
Woke up from a dream that
had no memory,
no meaning
and no understanding;
no metaphor,
no chance of ever surviving in reality-
like mortality,
-no chance-
.12.27.2013.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013
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