Dreamscape

I. 
I hear you calling-
I’m wading through waves-
the more I struggle,
the more encumbered.
I become:
a fly in the spiderweb,
in that moment;
I become the opposite,
not a “fly”
but (perhaps) a “stray.”

II. 
I hear you calling,
I run to you,
the more I run the farther
away I am.
Am I Alice? I wonder,
as land rushes
beneath my feet.