Repeated Dreams

loss and betrayal
in a town of dead-end streets
I wake with relief

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misbehaving
with no enjoyment
I wake ashamed

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bits of my body
weaken, fester and fall off
I wake in horror

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outside looking in
the sash window slams down
I wake angry

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neglected baby
dying in a back bedroom
I wake filled with guilt

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a long-lost friend
denies me, turns away
I wake in tears

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under the apple tree
dappled roleplay with my dolls
I wake to Autumn