Dream Sequence #1

Dream Sequence #1

I'm in a hotel suite, mine presumably.  Every main room wall has a mirror.  Looking in each in turn, the face that looks back isn't quite what i expect.  Almost me, but not quite.  I can't put my finger on it, but something's not right. 

Someone else follows me in.  A very tall man, 6'6" at least.  He has the presence of a law enforcement officer of some kind. I'm aware of him bothering me once before.  I don't want him here.

"You're breaking and entering."

"I'm not in very far," he answers.

"Don't care," i say.  "Get out."

He asks me, "What is your name?"

I turn toward him, annoyed. He towers over me, and i am not a small person. "I'm asking the questions. You don't scare me.  I don't give a flying fuck how big you are or what badges you carry…"

"What is your name?"

"I want to know who you are," i spit back angrily.

He looks me straight in the eye, squinting slightly. "You don't even know who you are."

There is a long pause.  I glance toward a chair. "Have a seat," i say quietly.

*Scene*

In the Dark #2

Friends lost in the dark
Placed on the wrong path since birth
I should do something

But i am lost too
No apparent place as home
A poor guide i'd be

Sight often shrouded
We seek light and clarity
To find our true selves

Thinking we're alone
Our sojourn has fits and starts
But the path is worn

We travel hoping
Welcoming arms will hold us
When we find our place

-Bobbi Jo Silver