Awokened

I'm not in and I'm neither out
a scarred landscape
riddled with landmines of doubt
Unsure am I which way to move
which way to go
or
how to choose
and trepidly I anticipate the futures near
nor is it late
am I on time for half past 8 ?
I dread it not
I say it will
I have a fixture of a gleam
It narrowly whizzed past my head an arrow tip
So I turned my neck I craned I looked
and saw in the midst a running brook
filled with 2 Flamingoes standing on tilt
and it was there
and I was In
a
myriad puzzle of a dream
SPLASH!