An Altogether Different Slumber written by: Eric Robert Nolan @ericrnolan1 I dream in ones and zeros, in an ease of dormancy, within the midnight dim. Language confounds me at dawn – I wake with ideology, convictions trailing my lips, trailing from my mouth’s corner like a line of blood on the sheets. The window’s dialectic light falls across concepts. In a non-nocturnal, notion-laden, altogether different slumber, all the stinging abstract words are nightmares.
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