torpid time-travel

sometimes
after the long detailed dreams
I’ll wake up to a terrible nose-bleed.

I never use to get them
back in the portion of my youth
when I didn’t dream,

but now it seems more and more
the sticky blood trickles down pass
my lips as the taste of iron sticks.

I’m not sure
why this
happens.

I like to think it does
due to my uncanny ability
to travel to any land – fictitious or not – travel to any point in time,
became any person I deserve;
a universal jumper.

this thought,
for me, is a kinder reason for it.

this though,
for me, let’s me live as many lives as I’d like.

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