Poem: Narcolepsy

lurch upwards 
out of a waking dream 
don't know if 
I'm still asleep 
they all stare 
with fake concern 
maybe I'm crazy
perhaps I'm lazy
or I nap
in the weirdest
places in public
but this is not 
the world in where 
I belong.
And that other
dimension
is already
fast fading
into my dark
subconscious

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