something i wrote a while back. it was a dream i had...
Hallucination... or not.
Pacing down an endless hallway
Searching for a classroom
It may have poofed into thin air
The hallway grows longer and narrower
The faster my frantic feet move,
The quicker the hall grows.
A tall, lanky figure strolls in my direction
From the far end of the hallway
Messy, jet-black hair at his shoulders
Deep, purple lipstick
His dark, dreary eyes dig deep into the distance
And land on me
The hall continues to grow
Stretching, as it becomes narrower
Inch by inch, it shrinks and stretches
A mysterious saxophone plays in the background
As familiar melodies saturate the space
So far from his Technicolor lips
The distance is increasing by the second...
And, I’m shaking.