An Immense Weave of Shadows

I don’t sleep, I only dream
I dream awake, and I dream asleep
and the dreaming never ceases

I am a perpetual unwinding of images
interwoven and wandering

some images exist in light
between people and substance
others exist as ghosts
between thought and feeling

am I awake or asleep?
truly, I don’t know

do I even exist?
maybe the universe is but a dream
an immense weave of shadows
moving in time and feelings

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