Somnambulist

Some days I feel

Like a somnambulist

Walking in my sleep

While I’m awake

I wonder how I got here

In a dreamscape

Of my own making

My mind absent

In the waking world

My body acts on reflex

While my thoughts

Are floating around

Above my physical form

In clouds of dreams

My body enacts the

Normal natural tasks

While my imagination

Creates desired outcomes in a

Magical state of parasomnia