Barefoot and Wandering

A poem about a surreal experience

Barefoot and Wandering

In an instant my feet were bare
And freezing in the cold wet grass
I wasn’t sure where I was.
My feet gave way and I slipped
I was allowed a sharp cry of bewilderment
But no more was allotted.
My body was in control of itself
I was just a passenger along for the ride.
My mind flickered with thoughts
!Lights! !Find! !Lights!
Fear slammed its brand on me
When an angry dog barked.
But my body threw out the fear like vomit.
EXXON! I saw the lights and my feet took me
My eyes didn’t look as I crossed the road.
For the first time in my life I dialed collect
And calmly said to my father
“I’m at Exxon, I must have slept walk can you come and get me?”
When my parents arrived I asked if my car was at home.
“No.” They said.