How to Tell This Is My Dream, Not My Reality

How to tell this is a dream

I see the stitches of reality

Peeking out

From behind

The floating aluminum

And monochrome sky

.

My brain

Is cleaning itself of reality

But strips of it stick through

Like unpeeled wallpaper

Setting of places I know

Characters with the image of people I’ve met

The ideas

Swapping shapes

That have occasionally

Happened upon my waking mind

.

But when it is irrational

I feel my body

Under the sheets

Even as my head

Floats into

A seeming eternity

.

Sometimes

Something happens

I dream

And dislike

So rewind

As never done in

What I call

My reality

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