• Salmaan Ejaz

Hypnagogia

Eyes closed, mind open.


Laid in his bed, ideas flowing as tireless thoughts race through his head.


His brain barriers—

broken down with a stealthy yawn.


Awake yet asleep.

Filled with the fresh flowing water of neurological unity.


His imagination runs wild.


This time he cunningly choreographs a duel between a yellow boned bastard and a lilac thread runner.


Luxuriously leaping through valleys of floating rubble islands, strolling through ethereal castles of crystal, and admiring giant flying forests frozen in the sky.


He can see them all.


Almost as if he were there.


Maybe he should write them down somewhere...


If only he had the energy to get to his sketchbook.


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