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syrupy dreams

Updated: 5 days ago

abstract yellow and gray swirls

   the consistency

of my dreams

   has changed


       recently


   they're heavy

in a way

that leaves me

    wanting


       more


syrupy

in a way

that melts

around


       my tongue


I long for

the cool waters of certainty

  that come

      with deep


       knowing


but instead of a clear pool

the images vanish

on smoky wisps


       of memory


leaving me

wanting


   to dive back in

    to swim in serenity

     to allow the thick, slow molasses to pull me under

      to taste freedom


just for a glimpse


a connection

a tether

to another world

    that makes me feel


       whole



"syrupy dreams" is a poem by Amber Byers, 2025

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