Waking from a dream.
Sit straight up,
consumed by darkness.
Even in the night,
the mind fights
to fit the pieces.
Why is it so strange
to be here
in this body?
Moments ago, alive.
All the sensation
without the physical.
Are we right here?
Or is this another
sensory simulation
we will wake up from?
Too much
to calculate
at this young an hour.
Smash back down
into quilted comfort,
mind lingering
on the possibility
of waking from a dream.
DJR – 2023
