Lightly Stepping

Lightly stepping into the night, where my dreams puzzle me. Dreams never make sense, only nightmares do. It is true. It is not the cold clammy fear that dreams bring, or the sense of events that do not happen but which I experience, but the bewilderment that dreams bring, that fine and certain knowledge that I do not know what I see and do not feel what I touch and what touches me. It is all a twirl. and waking thus, into the nightmare world.

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