Total Lucid Recall
The Midnight Mission
For once, a sliver of a dream I recall
My eyelids droop as my mind again seeks
that sweet night fantasy
Through a vast sea of those
unremembered nights I swim
Cresting waves of near vividness
Only to be kept from that longing clarity
come morning light
Day after day, but not on this night
This night I see that sea receded
Bringing forth a host of flora
Selfishly shrouding a brilliant ivory orb
And I glimpse a hazy picture through the
cracks in the trees
The full moon casting rays through the
sapphire drapes of my bedroom window
I succumb to the warm embrace of
lumbering slumber once again
A dark and sinister warehouse suddenly
surrounding me
I watch, I listen, I fear, it glistens
Dimly lit by fleeting golden accents
Creeping, weeping shadows shift through
the valley of crates I dwell among
Projections of those I was sent to find
whimpering in the light
I spy, I wait, my partner grits her teeth in
hate
The captors are all around us
The moment comes
In a flash we steal them and flee
Precious children, we lend them our trust
We can save them all, we have to try, we
must
Stealth and quietness, our allies tonight
We’re not found, thank god, or chance, or
fate, or dumb luck
A plane set for flight, saves us from our
desperate plight this night
The cargo we frantically smuggled
into has become a soaring prison
My partner and I, all nerves and strained
muscles
And something smells us
Can it be? Chimpanzees?
A veritable zoo inhabits the crew
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
We gather our courage and fight for our
lives
The struggle abounds, fierce and surreal
And my racing mind makes light of the
visceral fight
A book or a film? A Plane Of The Apes?
Apes On A Plane?
Run, bleed, scatter and flee
We grab parachutes and jump into the
night sky
Stars and the moon dazzle our escape
Furred primates jump after and pursue
with great haste
I open my eyes
The hell was that? A dream?
I never imagined I could glean such a
thing
I gaze at the moon through sapphire
drapes
I think to myself, was that really a dream
full of apes?
I roll over and sigh, holding onto the
vividness
That was certainly one for the ages
Heart pounding, nail biting
But, my sea of unremembered nights
awaits
Would I recall this dream more? After
tonight?
I have to admit, this one shined much
more bright
About the Creator
Tory Forest
I recently discovered a deep passion for writing fiction. I’m currently working on my debut novel and hoping for a release sometime in 2023. Keep an eye out for new material.
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