Nictitating

"The haunting of the night suggests the dark is the vision into a truth, whilst the day is blinding deception" Quote by Poet Nictitating membrane emerges during sleep Then mouth clamps shut, so impossible to speak The dream grabs my hand, forces a stroll Chained mind to body then darkness stole Images/emotions arrive as past thought Create scenes of chaos, nerves jangled and fraught I know the ending though origin confused The details of the middle disorientedly refused Breath that stalls, gets lodged in the throat Inhalation of smog laden air and dust mote Then fall through the silence into the scream Clawing for safety, half way in/out of the dream A silhouette of a familar shape snakes into view Not sure if the insights or apparent facts are true Never assured of verisimilitude of day When just the closing of eyes takes it all away