
then you awaken, a morning next day
the birds sing, as you’re accustomed to hearing
and you wonder if it was even real
but surely, it was, you know it for sure…
***
why won’t everyone believe you, didn’t they see it too?
you want to shake their shoulders, rattle their memories
it happened
… it truly happened
you wonder where next, what to even do with this?
so you walk
