the imposter

it’s 1:20 in the morning
and i am suddenly awake
with the realization
that the glowing red numbers
of the clock are all that exist.
the awareness that comprehends
is no where to be found.
a look outside
reveals a silent street
dreaming trees
and the reflection
in the window of a man
an obvious imposter
claiming to me.

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