A shadow hovers at the corner of my mind.
Flitting past my eyelids when I blink,
too fast to make out.
Tugging at my memory when I dream,
a dream I never remember.
I can taste it on the tip of my tongue,
first sweet, then salty, I can't place the flavour.
It fills my subconscious, bubbling over
with images, scents and sounds.
I remember, this picture, that face,
I almost have it!
Something external and unwelcome violates my reverie.
The shadow retreats.
Another flicker and it is gone.
Across the Stix of my consciousness, into the dark nether.
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