Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash. For Day 6 of the November Poem-A-Day Challenge.
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and so
I find myself falling,
arms flailing desperately
trying to find solid ground
clutching at the air
as though it, perchance, might
become a rock beneath my feet.
in the moment vertigo wins
the battle for my mind,
I awake with a jolt.
It has been
a dream.