Reality
Reality
flashes
sounds
resonate within my
constantly working
mind
time and life
become blurs
as the ground
is ripped out from
underneath me
I blink
and my eyes
remain closed
nails scrape
along my
sullen ash
arms
my eyes
are forced by will
to flutter open
the world
looks at me
beautifully colored,
though, for once
I can tell
dream
from
reality.
~Kaitlin Platti~
flashes
sounds
resonate within my
constantly working
mind
time and life
become blurs
as the ground
is ripped out from
underneath me
I blink
and my eyes
remain closed
nails scrape
along my
sullen ash
arms
my eyes
are forced by will
to flutter open
the world
looks at me
beautifully colored,
though, for once
I can tell
dream
from
reality.
~Kaitlin Platti~
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