Notes from the Other Side

Tonight my dreams have taken me in a new direction
I am convinced I am asleep , yet there is a distant sense of realism
Suits and ties , people whispering
The metallic sound of medal folding chairs
The sickening sweetness of flowers removed from there element
Nervous movement as though such was mandated by unknown forces
A floating sensation
Car doors slamming
Faint murmuring voice once familiar now lack substance
I tighten as the last sliver of light is stolen
No visions no music just flickering thought
I realize the urgency as awareness fades
Hour , minutes , seconds
One last thought
There is no ---- ----- ----- !!

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