One Minute Dream

May 3, 2015

Sleep the sleep,

Dream a dream,
A minute is an hour here

Awake at x,
Asleep at y,
Delivered to this world of z's

No Space or time,
Just endless beginnings,
Lost in the abyss of never-ending impossibility

Then awake again,
Swiftly torn away,
Bonds broken and returned to time ...

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