Anaesthesia

I woke up crying
and I felt my dream shatter and fade away within the second.

‘Don’t cry’ they said, ‘you’ll only hurt yourself.’
Don’t I know that. Yet, I could not stop, not for a good time.

‘But why?’ they asked.
‘For I am sad’
‘Because of your surgery??’
‘No, for other reasons’, I answered, trying desperately – and in vain – to cling on to the fragments of my dream,

unsure whether it was the dream itself, or losing it, that made me cry.

Someone please tell me where forgotten dreams go.

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