Into the darkness, I fall.
Hurtling through dreamscapes
that crash into one another…with sound and fury.
They tell the story of what was, what is
and what will be.
Ever deeper I fall.
Lurching through an obstacle course rife with ghosts
that stay with me…and stay, and stay.
They reach out, grasping and clawing
but I am nimble…and surefooted as I flee.
Deeper still, I fall.
Floating now, “in a most peculiar way”
until I wake…to the same gray as yesterday.
But I’m not ready for the light, as it’s the night
that calls to me.