Section of "Dreams I Can’t Remember": Wakey Wakey.
These poems, lyrics, and prose pieces are about "waking up," either to a grand epiphany or to discover much of what was perceived as real was actually false. In the context of my own life, I "woke up" several times…
JUST AWOKE
Mystery is like history
twisted around and switched
Changed with each conversation
fine-tuned in every pitch
When will I know?
Why not now?
Where do you flow?
Do you want your final bow?
Illusions are reality
Reality is a joke
Sanity is a malady
Seems I just awoke.
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