by ZURI
Am I awake? You stepping through a deep fogged hallway. I could step and step and I wouldn’t wake for an hour or two; the weight of the world will pull me into a needed rest. Am I moving forward? Kinda feel like I’m floating, a weakness for the desk and comfy chairs that are so rare to find. I was hoping a minutes would help me keep my head in this book instead of drooling in it. I don’t really feel; I’m just here; I’m not really awake; don’t ask too many questions, because in this drowsy state I tend to make connections. And in a sleepy stupor I’ll hurt your feelings with blunt confessions. Am I awake? It’s hard to tell. Slow stepping through a deep fogged hallway. I know I could step and drop and have. I would miss you for just a few hours.
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