Waking
~
drifting ,
floating,
on the endless
waves
of slumber.
images
flash,
sounds
echo.
touches flit across skin,
light,
hesitant.
emotions jumble,
thoughts vanish,
the mind sleeps.
until,
yanked upward
rising quickly
fighting the
heaviness
of consciousness,
you are pulled unwillingly
into
the blinding light,
the shearing sounds
of cold reality.
~
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