rude alarm white light.
black and blue moan groan.
its day; morning.
cold steel.
flashbulbs cracking.
its not easy
when feeling and drama have all gone away.
time is flatter.
only 3D now.
I move as machine.
I splash cold water on my face in the practical reality of the bathroom.
outside I find things rightly and plainly where I left them.
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