before you wake
leaves you feeling
set adrift,
bobbing in a sea of sadness,
where do you go?
Do you stay with it, study it;
analyze the messages,
or sink into the feelings,
let them carry you from shore?
Do you shake it off,
a wet dog, wriggling
and splattering all
who come too close?
What do you do
when your dreams are telling you
Love has gone away?
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