Dream or Nightmare?
A gunshot
to the back
of my head.
Sudden burst of sound
as flesh and bone
are freed from their
corporeal enclosure.
Shock in the final seconds,
a hand reaches to touch
the gaping hole
once covered by hair, flesh
and bone.
A slight wind
as fingers touch
the fatal wound.
Contact,
consciousness
thrusts me
into the waking world
once more.
The start of this day.
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