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Dreams 2022

Dream 53
(2/17/2022)


I am watching
two men
in suits
walking
down
a long
hallway

I see
them

I hear
them

but they
not me

“he said
that he was
a toothbrush
salesman”

I knew
that they were
speaking
of me

they went
through
an electronic
screening detector
amid beeps
and flashes

“three
security checks
already

we’re still
nowhere near”

his incredulity
showing

“he has
nothing
to do
with tooth
brushes”

they continue
on beyond
my diminishing
vantage point

~

“we have
to get out
of here!”

someone
yells

I am
with a group
of people

none
of whom
I recognize

we are rushing
through
a succession
or offices

finally
reaching a room
with a large
bookcase

some slide it
to the side
in order to reveal
a hidden door

which leads
to a walk space
between walls

we squeeze
through a dark
and musty
escape

from whom
I do not
know

to where
I do not
know

finally
we open
another door
that leads
to what appears
to be
an apartment
living room

“you
do not
belong
here”

a man
in uniform
insists

for
some reason
I am the first
to speak

“no
we do
not”

I say

“we are
sorry
sir”

he looks
at us all

considering
our position

“come
this way”

whispering
now