distance

one day you wake
from no nightmare in particular
up to the truth
of how far your reality
is from what you
dreamed it.

it’s like you’re frozen or
drowned and no
one gives a damn;
time turns his back and
walks on without you,
air presses down
on sloped shoulders as
if to bury the husk
remaining and the
mirror whispers
in laughter

“now you know
how I feel.”

Thoughts?

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