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When I Woke Up and Saw Them Both

by Victor Altshul

 

I said I know who you are

that was all   it may have been a lie

 

the blackness had not been like sleep

there had been no something there

 

no something where

don't think about it now

 

ghosts are hissing at me,

whispering of dripping caverns.

 

inside are slimy creatures.

I believe they are called fossils

 

cut by fossil doctors with long knives

take the water away    throat hurts.

 

no one told me I'd be wheeled inside

and held down and

 

breathe this

 

Life is a piece of string pulled tight.