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