Friday, April 3, 2020

The Dream


I go to the hoapital to get an MRI scan done. 
I laid down on the table an they put me into the machine. 
As I wait for the test to start, I relax myself as best I could. 
But then something changes.
I feel thhe MRI machine being lowered into the floor. 
As that is happening, the MRI machine starts to change it’s shape.
I soon relize that it is turning into a casket. 
And that the lowering is not just into the floor, but the ground itself.
I know this because I can smell the mildew of wet sod. 
Yet in all this,
I am still very much alive

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