Rampage

Ravaged by dreams that seep into sleep or sometimes my thinking, creating uncomfortable scenarios, horrible nightmares… rarely ravished, rarely loved. Tempest-tossed on the waves of REM that pound and reverberate up-and-down to the rhythm of my throbbing temples. Then I awaken, lips chapped, throat parched, seeking Dream Catchers, Tellers, Interpreters, Water— Discectomy of rabid mentality .Vanquished by dreams. But sometimes when the...

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