Grinding One’s Teeth in a Dream

Falling to a state
of chalk, running existence
over anything
which might just create
a beyond
to this not-quite reality,

this echoing chamber
in which washing one’s hands
of all thoughts,
and this chalk
-like existence,
this echoing chamber,
is longed for.

Why like the chalk on my hands
do they speak
in the echoes and feelings,
uncomfortable static,
like grinding one’s teeth
in a dream.

But existence is real
for some,
so they say,
but how do they reach that reality.
How do they reach what is real
to get rid
of the chalk
and dim echoes.

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6 thoughts on “Grinding One’s Teeth in a Dream

    1. So difficult, but in the trying I wonder if we make it more difficult. I hope one day it will all suddenly click and there be clarity.
      It’s comforting to know other people have this. It can feel maddening. Though I’m also sorry you have it for that same reason.

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      1. Very difficult to erase those chalk marks, Julia. I still fight with them. Time, human time, is not enough. Not that I wish to erase my memories, but I wish to be free of them. 🙂

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