Summer’s Sleep

I have woken from my slumber unbroken by the sleep stuck to my eyes and yawns lurking in the depths of my throat.

I stretch my limbs and they spasm from lack of use, my body thrumming with the energy I’ve built up during my hibernation, the surface tension of my trance collapsed by the blood rushing through my body, as if it had been absent for months.

I am alive once more, all flesh and blood and breath, slipping out of my sedated dream and into a reality where I am more alive than ever before. Eyes wide open, finally awake.