asleep my dreams are often just as real
leaving me asking if i’m feeling what i feel
all these senses translate in my head
sensational while immobile in my bed
while all good sense might tell me what is true
i dream of waking wishing that i knew
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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