The other night a vampire snuck into one of
my lucid dreams that I don’t have often, and
I swear this is true.
Though the dream was hazy, one thing I knew
it was killed or be killed, and I surprisingly and
thankfully had a sword.
The vampire kept coming at me and I kept
slicing him to pieces, but he wouldn’t die.
Finally somehow I came up with a solution,
cut off his head.
With a quick and mighty swing of the sword,
I severed his grotesque, fanged head from
what remained of his body and finally the
battle was won, the menacing vampire at
last totally, irrevocably dead.
And I woke up feeling like an heroic Helsing
who had won a fight for my life in a lucid but
real lifelike dream world.
But I wondered if the night after my
dreamscape victory, the vampire would
rise from the dead and with a vengeance
try to attack me again, but fortune was with
me and the undead stayed dead.
As I thought about my victory against a
formidable creature of the night that
can mesmerize his victims with ease,
I wondered if like a talisman the wooden
cross that hangs around my neck even
in sleep gave me added protection and
assured my near impossible victory.
Of course I’m wandering into a fictional
scenario, but the dream felt incredibly real,
and I hope I never see another vampire
in a dream again.
Bob Boyd