Birds soaring high
Getting higher to the sky
Nearing the line
Where they could fall
Of exhaustion and rain
And the sky has never been fair
But when it's so blue it's hard to pick out faults and-

Wow
That was a lucid dream

Good
hands still hurt when squeezed too tightly
Good
Wristband still snaps the same as an hour ago
Good
The necklaces still jingle every time they knock together with every step
Good
The new socks being worn still give off fuzz and sticking it to the soles
Good
The tissue I already used twice is crumbled up and slowly bleeding through
Good
The hidden body pin still annoys me all the same
Good
The piercing still weighs down one side seemingly invisible
Good
Because all that it has to be is good

Wow
That was a lucid dream

And Ah
People don't respond in a way I have learned to improvise to
And Ah
There's no fuzzing on the top side of my view
And Ah
That weird feeling turns out to be senseless when no one's eyes are seen staring
And Ah
When I dig my nails into that one spot, blood continues to bleed out
And Ah
When talking to someone I can still pretend I know what it's about without being detected
And Ah..

Is this a lucid dream?

-BrynCL, Jan. 2023