On a dark night I dove
hoping to find the sail
my boat had lost
when it capsized
it had to be there
just below me
though I couldn't see
two feet before my eyes
then suddenly I found myself descending
a flight of stairs
between pink walls
along a corridor
leading me God knows where
though it was clear
I had to follow
however eager I might be
to find my way
back to the surface
and as the stairs began to climb
I passed a room
its white door shut
inside I heard two women
in quiet consultation
voices muffled but I thought
I recognized the one and wishing
to escape unnoticed
I crept by on tiptoe
no longer thinking of the sail
and with no warning
woke up in my bed