nightmare
I called his name in a nightmare
screaming it into the winds of terror
that occupy the wilderness of night’s subconscious
whether it was a cry for help
or an accusation
I’m still unsure
but when I woke I boiled the kettle
and while my tea sat seeping
I wept for what could have been
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but when I woke I boiled the kettle
It could have been your emotions that boiled the kettle!