DecPoWriMo 6

My dreams these days 
Are currently vivid again
As they were at the beginning

When we thought we
Would be isolated for
A few weeks at most

Now all these people
Are back in my house
Which is not really my house

Except in my mind
At the deepest levels
Of unconsciousness

Having no idea how
They got there or where
They might be going

Except back in the synapses
Where sleep is an excuse
To see those we have missed

All this forsaken time
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By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher