In bed and sleeping on my side,

I see through the slits

made by my eyelids ...

someone ...

Up against my sister's bed,

less than three feet away from me,

this person huddles and crouches,

stretches his arm out and with his hand

tries to touch my sister.

Is he a real person? He moves like one ...

A gnome? An elf? Is that a nightcap

on his head?

He turns to face me,

and he looks as if he's blending into her bed,

moving three-dimensionally

but in two dimensions ...

I point at him, and quietly manage to screech,

"There's someone there! There's someone there!"

I'm afraid she'll wake up and yell at me ...

She remains asleep ...

I force myself awake. Everything in the room

is normal, though I'm frozen with confusion.