It is night here everywhere.
The mountains crumble.
Debris thrusts upward
Followed by molten steam.
Meanwhile I lie here
Dreaming. It’s no good
Trying to stay awake.
The windows rattle.
The door shakes. Groans
Accompany one dream
Segueing into another.
Time passes along side
Fragmented words uttered:
By people long dead.
I throw my blanket aside
And rise up gasping.
A sliver of the last
Bit recalled, I roar
Aloud. Jessica and Duffy
Rise as one, amazed.
There is no end to dreaming.
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