Awoke quite weary from the dreaming lands.
A most unsettling felling as I lay my hands.
They bore a feeling of Naught,it made me most distraught.

as if I'd forgotten to pull myself back from the dreaming.
I centered my self to find a tantalising feeling.
Neither here nor there it said to me. I had to smother a scream, when I could not sence my inner beam.

All I had to go on was a picture from my third eye, just before my body woke.
Had I been kidnapped? Surely this was a joke.

I BLINKED, trying my best to use the machinery
Of blood and bone to send myself a picture, to send myself a way home.

In a flash I arrived and all was well. though for many days I wondered about a shell.
Was my awareness split in two,
I know I still wonder how about you?