.
when
did I put myself to sleep
awakening
now feels
like brain nails
points
sprung out dripping and
drinking light
..
oh
thrill
this surging alive
this sudden
awareness: I am
not gone
sunk
merely in stupor
I cast off
by whispering
wings
...
I am
still
the constant
light cloud
tumultuous
eternal
remaining
regenerate
not dead yet
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