(11/30) Year Ten: THE FALLING DREAM



I was standing on the edge
of a cliff in another dimension;
I could feel searing winds
fighting to smother my skin
as ash and glowing embers
choked the air.

I lost my footing and started free falling,

picking up speed towards an inevitable
 rendezvous with heated terrain;
the erratic beating of my heart serving
as a death spiral soundtrack.

Just before hitting charred earth,
my soul smashed back into my body
causing me to tumble out of bed
onto the hardwood floor.

I still feel the memory of that impact.


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