Surreal

Surreal by Jack A.S. Dunce I had recurring dreams The senseless kind it seemed, But felt like the real deal; I woke to an ordeal Of panic and cold sweat -- My whole world a vignette. Once my feet get grounded And reason rebounded, I always waved them off As just my mind's runoff. And then, I saw your face; Again, I'm lost in space. --🌼-- ©️pgmr 03/27/2026 *dedicated not to the woman of my dreams but the one in it. 😁