This is another poem from my last collection The Wait of Water [contact me if you want to purchase a copy]. Once again Alison Wilson produced a wonderful illustration, thank you Alison.
as I slept
I lived underwater
no longer earthbound
cast free as a fish in blue currents
I swam through REM and
awoke with the sun
my body strangely weighted
beached in tangled sheets
It is a simple poem, I like how it questions reality.
Here's The Decemberists with a real ear worm.
Until next time.



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