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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