Strike Poem by Rob Knetsch
Strike
it's striking how
while asleep
this temporary
minddesigned
alternating reality
is ever so real
throw a strike
as if controlled
but not by the
unconscious self
slave of the wild
running mind
like struck in face
in awake state
real or not real
all the pain when
reality hits every
moment of the day
'Strike' © 2013 Rob Knetsch
Monday, November 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,reality
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