February 25, 2022
Friday
Dream (somewhere between Feb 25 and 26)
Barrels
Large barrels
Big enough to hide in
All around me
No people
Just barrels
And some raggedy sharp things
Here and there
Barrels made of wood
A tannish color
Banded with metal
Black
The hours ticked by
I just stood there
I didn’t know what to do
What is there we CAN do?
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