Flip-Flop Reality Switching Off and On

I lie in flip-flop half enlightened state, half asleep, half awake Betwixt shut eye and shuttered eye peeping out half open slit. Flipping and flopping not knowing which state is real, surreal or dream. Can I choose the better take? Can I choose the better outcome? Consciousness held suspended, reality blurred, bizarre and fuzzy. I don't want to wake up till I know how to tell dream from too true. Time suspended, sand in hour glass goes up and down. I'm floating aloft awaiting the pin prick That will spurt, splurt, blurt and babble me back to stark reality Like a picked balloon careers in chaos around a room.