Drifting away slowly,
I found myself on a sailing boat.
Washed down the sea afloat
Swept me off my feet,
Allowing me to sway to the tunes of the parakeet.
Slowly inhaling nature,
Ignoring the sharp pains of the razor.
Devoid of all senses and feelings
But then I looked behind,
I decided to follow this fay,
Well aware I might go astray.
But nothing made sense anymore.
Wait a minute it could only be a decoy.
Once I was referred to as a bellicose,
Am I now comfortable being dovish?
I wandered far enough to lose focus.
Away to invoke an impetus.
Smiling as it dawn on me.
But all I had was memories,
Strange memories!
I wish it could stay longer
For me to remember.
Now I could hear the sounds of the defibrillator.
A sudden breach in my confidentiality
But I was glad to be back to reality.
©omas.tots
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