Morpheus

 
Memories forgotten  
in the light of day  
return in dream  
 
twisted  
warped  
in both script  
and theme  
 
Walk alone  
along the winding road  
pristine  
 
crystal waters  
of a glacial  
mountain stream  
 
to muddy puddles  
where the helpless  
dare not scream  
 
every place  
and all of time  
between  
 
each one  
becoming more  
and more extreme  
 
remember  
this may be more  
than it first seems  
 
not the type of tale  
portrayed  
on silver screens  
 
still  
the strangest thing  
I have ever seen  
 
the most surreal place  
I’ve ever been  
 
this reality  
that stays alive  
within my dreams