May 03
last nights dream was of rubber bands snapping.
Endings and loss.
life is like that sometimes, I imagine.
Im just not used to being on the losing end.
Rationality drifts slowly down
across my shoulders, in front of my eyes.
Dreams are gone in daylight’s wakening
And I sigh and leave my bed of wishes.
Save the dreams for the moonlight,
today’s work beckons.
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