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Clues the never Lie - August 12, 2020

  • Gary Hunter
  • Aug 12, 2020
  • 1 min read

in our dreams we think

talk and run sluggishly

in strange environments

and weird situations

with milk-covered senses

and commonsense in short supply

this is how I test to see

if I am still asleep

if trying to count my age

only reaches 4 or 5

I can’t splash water on my face

and the big one

the missing urge to go to the bathroom

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