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Monday morning dreaming

discomfort at a shy angel’s kiss while
rapidfire surrealist pastiche of blisses and
anxieties morphs and weaves, just atoms
beyond the grasp of conscious mind. Having
drunk of his true and naked self, the waker
stumbles reluctantly back into the fallen and
solid universe, into linear time, dread-ful

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