I woke this morning dreaming
threads of slumber in my head
I rolled over for some reason
the stirring cleared my head
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'Threads of Slumber' I like, Great last lines. Sometimes it's hard to tell when you are alone if your still alive. You have to check your pulse, but this is nice.
A sad but enigmatic poem. Read mine - Last Rung on Your Ladder - Adeline