Silent Planet – Depths II

All the world was a dream I couldn’t shake - in a midnight reverie of which I’ll never wake - that started mundane enough with an incessant tapping on the windowpane separating me from the storm. Where inside I sat, me the loathsome fool, with my head cocked sideways in confusion as my looking glass became a two-way mirror and you can watch me hide from everything on this living sphere. But don’t you dare darken my doorstep, stranger - never a step more. No, no, Nevermore! You see, I have this reoccurring dream where we snuck past scores of slumbering guards and fixed that rustic iron key to that lock to set you free. “I would bring you liberty!“ Where in reality I’m a coward. I’m collateral matter swayed by banalities of time and space. I’m a name without a face.