Dream Maker
Where does your shadow go when you sleep? Last night mine wandered an abandoned factory where broken metal racks littered floors and glass shelves were filled with nothing. Muffled syllables resound through darkness as I swallow musty smells caressing old dust. Suddenly the ceiling blew a w a y and bands of light form a single pole slender slippery speeding to the sun. Then my shadow bounced once waking up inside me.