I told him last night.
A sea of frustrating dreams.
I wake and it starts.
Again
Every time the same,
Surface tension breaks me down.
I float to the top.
I used to dive in.
Now I ease into shallows.
Unsteady, I swim.
This is Monday morn'
Haikus only do so much
I would give her more
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