A Foggy Night

Gliding through the night's darkest heart. Racing at the edge of our understanding.. Real images die in fading shafts of an on coming headlight. Rushing headlong into Oblivion Misty spirit's cling to every lamppost. Reality is undefined... Fading infinity. Surreal landscape of ... Strange patterns. Dance the at the corners of my eyes. Engulfing a city full of sparkling light. Deep in wet gray vapor like some ancient demigod Another world embraces it intimately. Light breaks and fractures.. As it dapples through skeletal trees, Rays of car headlights rush forward: Reclaiming the real. Moving definitely.. Homeward Bound.. I ride. A silhouette is carved from refracted light... A play of Shadows? A dance of Ghosts? or was it in my mind? As I glide into the inner void; At the zenith of a misty night. Near the edge of my sight.. I race to the rim of nothingness. I feel a creature of murky ink watching me... Waiting in a crowed province; full of murky Phantasm's... wanting...Something? Clinging to my reflection.