#DreamscapeFusion

I dream in vivid color
I dreamt of grim death.
The reaper’s henchmen’
were gathering the lame
gravity with sobering clarity
when I slept
I dreamt of the battles
we endured
I dreamt of hard labor’
of knives coming at me
and all of my demons
met me squarely in slumber
by contrast my days are
mundane and simple
I work, eat three meals
wash and think of weekends
by contrast,
there’s so much that is,
good in my life and in
each day.
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