Dream Maker

Where does your shadow
go when you sleep?
Last night mine wandered
an abandoned factory
where broken metal racks
littered floors and glass shelves
were filled with nothing.
Muffled syllables resound
through darkness as
I swallow musty smells
caressing old dust.
Suddenly the ceiling
blew a w a y
and bands of light
form a single pole
speeding to the sun.
Then my shadow
bounced once waking
up inside me.