Phantom Daydream

I’ve been here

I can feel the memory

Wrapped around me like a blanket

That wasn’t there before a nap.

Confused as a baby bird during first flight

Something new

But ingrained in me.

Like a living flashback

I feel as if I am a puppet on string

No control

Like running in dad shoes

Like throwing the first punch

Everyone around me has become

Like actors on a stage

For my personal play

There is no rubber band

Snapping me back to reality

Just a dissolve

Like cotton candy on your tongue

As reality and present welcome me

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Once again.