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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.