© Marie Marshall
as you do so often, cutting through the fog with a simple lightning bolt.
Often more by accident than design, and usually at about 3.30am. The trick is remembering to note it down when I eventually get up.
I guess as dreams? I hardly ever remember dreams or I do, but they slip away or maybe they emerge later on when fingers, keyboard, memory and moment all sync up.
Dreams, or half-awake, or wholly awake and bored before falling asleep again. Middle-of-night is a confusion to me.
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