Paranoid Dream

[MystyrMystyry]

Night
Walking
Along a dark stretch
Of the highstreet
I become aware
Something
Footsteps
Behind me
Following

I stop

But they cease
When I do

Look around
Into the shadows
Deep

No-one there
At least
Not that I can see

I resume
My journey
They start up again
Step for step
Almost

But my shoes
Don't squeak

I stop once more
Nothing there
Though
Perhaps a
Presence

I pick up the pace
Faster faster
All the way to the corner
When suddenly
Put on the breaks
Stick my leg out

It works
Something
Trips up
Stumbles forward
A figure
Only half-visible
Even under
Neon light

Whoops! it says

What the-! I reply

We stare blankly
At each other
Though
It at me
More than
I at it

What are you! I spit
Why are you following-

It starts
To make a break
Back to the shadows
But I grab at it
Only get a semi-hold
On the slimy

Explain yourself!

It maintains its silence

Increase the pressure
On its half-nothingness

Okay it says That hurts...

Good! What's your game!

It reaches into
An invisible pocket
Produces a flimsy note
Written in water
On half-ply tissue

Unknown symbols
Dancing
Transforming
Before slowly
Evaporating

I realise
The creature
Is shrinking
Or possibly seeping
Away

Into the asphalt

Until all gone

[Maximilianus]

Wow, seeping away into the asphalt is something quite intriguing! Me wonders what the flimsy note said... maybe the figure just triggered something already present in your mind, but needing to be awakened http://smiles.kolobok.us/artists/just_cuz/JC_thinking.gif

[MystyrMystyry]

Thanks Max :)

I'd have called it a nightmare except it wasn't bad enough to wake me up, there were other surreal strands to deal with after that, but it was certainly scary at the time...

[Maximilianus]

Welcome! :)

I usually forget most details of what I dream about. I wish I could remember, so that I might follow the stories inside my head. Probably something is trying to tell me something else and I keep forgetting, so I never really get the message, if any :frown2:

[MystyrMystyry]

I have nights like that as well. Waking from a sea of black, though usually completely refreshed, with no memory at all. Dreamy nights are often exhausting and result in feeling like I've been in the wars,