are another world,
do we ever really rest?
i mean,
i guess we do,
i wake up with zest...
(most of the time)
how about you?
i've met people in dreamland
i would be honored to know
in this waking life,
lost & not forgottens too.
was it you i met?
or you?
seemed familiar...
thought i knew you
from somewhere,
maybe from before?
or was it—
just a dream?
maybe
we'll never know
the reality
behind the scenes.
ah, sweet reverie
the wondering if's
& could be's
come sunrise
© April 11, 2025 | baccusbee
(Words mine. Image created with starryai (Artepiece) a collaborative process called synthography. Thanks for reading.)
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