The Dread in a Dream

Last night I dreamt
That I dreamt
Of an impending,
Fiery death.
I woke from my dream
Into my dream
And saw the signs
And felt the dread.
I knew what was coming.
I knew hope was lost.
And there was just…
Nothing.
Nothing to do.
Nothing to try.
Just accepting
This improbable reality.
But there it was,
The sirens blaring,
The lights glaring,
And that light,
That piercing, blinding light,
Was the dawn
To another monotonous, mundane day

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