Tales about Unconsciousness

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I fell asleep with a beam of light,

The lamp near my bed blinding me into oblivion

And in the darkness of my own lids, and my own mind

I rehearsed thoughts so dark they could swallow everything;

An imminent black hole where all the daylight beauty goes to die;

A vacuum that squanders every colour, and every flutter of the heart into ether.

And there, they cease to exist in their entirety.

Their memory, swept into a hologram,

dancing through the confines of an elusive mind.

“Catch me if you can” they laugh in disarray,

And I

Zigzag towards them in an attempt to latch onto

The lint of their stagnant tangibility.

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