Lucid


Throughout my childhood 

I had recurring nightmares

About men coming to kill me


They would pop into a random dream

And machine gun me down

Or stab me to death

Or just chase me, intending murder.


It wasn’t very pleasant.


Last night, in my dream

I inadvertently stumbled into the middle

Of a gang shooting some other people

And they saw me.


They started to chase me.

But this dream suddenly changed