Threshold

Meaning the point at which

the dam breaks,

the valley flashes silver.

You wake to a cottonmouth

snake on your pillow.

The tail side of truth is beauty is that

lies are a borderless blue meadow.

In my dreams I am somewhere I can’t

find my way out of.

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