Where do we go
When we sleep dear friend
The existence itself which we share
The twirling and dancing
The warm romancing
The time ticks by as it ends
I wander reversed
This waking a curse
A nightmare to lose you or worse
Yet I wander in room
Coffee sounds loom
And wake fast to day
Now in confusion lay
For the sound was the bath
It happened so fast
While the minutes did pass
Laying unmoving in rem
A night hag reversed
For I woke with a burst
Yet in dream, paralysis
I ask again Alice
Where is it we go
Where did I wander
To walk into waking room
See you again
I return
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'I ask again Alice'
lol
such gripping, dramatic expression
then modernity, sticks
its head out
and all that brooding seriousness
is but, voice commands
nonsense
and ambitious end rhymes...
(I thought this was such a fun read!
but, I'm sorry
if my interpretation
is in any way, offensive
I meant no disrespect)
thanks for sharing
None at all. I have shared a lot of time with this random identity, she is an interesting one, and dreams with her are never dull or boring
Did you get your name from Radiohead song?
1st read from you
Thought provoking to say the least
Hope the waking ceases being cursed
Enjoyed
Oh ffs. I meant to reply and hit report. This site is so backwards. As I tried to explain, before uselessly taking admins time, was it is not as dark as it seems. My life, distance, gravity, and shedding skin left me more able to relate to space than humankind
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