it's just a dream, a bad dream,
one
that makes
me shiver
in the middle of the night.
a cold
sweat
as they say
rolls down my spine.
i dream
i'm one of them,
delirious and dumb,
marching,
chanting nursery rhymes,
banging
spoons against pots
and pans,
i too have lost my mind.
but finally
morning comes
and i close the windows
put down
the blinds.
soon they'll go home
to their lives
done for the day with fun.
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