Hazy premise

by Emma

Can’t sleep,
Can’t switch off. 
Unsteady tracks,
But motionless,
Wind singing,
Tuneless
Cold seeping into the senses.

Lights a blazing,
Yet darker,
Comprehension split through,
Crystallized cognitions,
Internal spirit,
Still Alive,
Yet pondering,
Questions within the night

Dreams blur into reality,
Inter-changing,  
Constant clarity,
Testing,
Fabricated sensing
Truth unknown
Silently
Quietly the space lingers.

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