What do you see # 122 – February 21, 2022

I fell asleep fully formed
Drifted into a world I do not know
I am bone, blue metallic, shining
Drawn towards the thin red door
I am under the control of an unknown force
I have no choice but to enter
You are a non-entity
You will not return to flesh without the key
Like Hercules, you will go through many trials
If you wish to return to your body.
My bones float through silence
Through a strange, coloured soup
Odd forms drift by
my voice ring out, no answer
I hear myself screaming, 
where’s the key, I need the key
My wife nudges me in the ribs
They’re on the hall stand…

©AnitaDawes2022