Ever have a dream
you were sleeping your whole life.
Walking through a hallway
that went as far as your heart.
With doors with no keys.
You try every knob for a while,
and eventually just give up,
spending your energy instead
making up songs to the rhythm of your slippered feet.
It won't ever mean a thing.
Ever woke up alone
Quietly fearful of the twilight aberrant world around you.
Footfalls in the frosted clovers
outside your wet window.
A man with a tattered smile, and a promising hat taps at the glass.
His ratty smile and clever eyes guarantee adventure
into realms unknown
a trip through the looking glass
a venture through the everdark ether.
And I wouldn't even have to pack my overnight...or come back for that matter.
I guess I could go along with that.
But I think I'll take a rain check.
And pull the covers back over my head.
Smiling in my invisible shell.
Five is my favorite number.