Am I dreaming? Am I a dream?
Twitching, tingling from this illusion.
A hallucination? No, real.
Striking, heavy, bloodshot eyes burning,
only this moment is real life.
Relapse of memory as I 'awake'.
What happened just slipped out of mind
just slipped back in.
I remember... I think.
Mirror without its reflection, the surrounding existence appears
a blurred background to my life on my right,
with reality illuminated by focus.
These screens separated by an infinitely small pause in space.
Flash of half a moment ahead in time,
a glance at a dimension running alongside.
I trust this, I walk through moving traffic,
to reach the destination
without hesitation, willing and uncontrolled,
unintentional survival.
I saw the future momentarily.
What happened before morning?
Did yesterday exist?
I hurt physically from my restraining euphoria
while I remember being withdrawn from life.
I saw more existence than ever before.
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