Nocturnal wandering
into the obscurity
beneath the angular branches
of stilted, halting thought
fragmented images
that shift and morph
convoluting to visions
of people and places
I do not know
or wish to encounter
in the lucid world
of day-lit awakening
Falsely secure 
in the knowledge
that we shall not meet
under the golden sun
because they are aware
of their vulgar utterings
their grotesque features
their demeritorious behavior
and so they remain hidden
until I close my eyes
and tumble back into
hallucinating torpidity
fighting valiantly 
to remain conscious
to keep them 
where they belong.