(My poem "FEET" was in a dream that looked like this).
I can lucid dream. Most if not all of my dreams are in vivid color, realistic and bazaar, in stark contrast to my very mundane waking consciences. Several times I will jot my dreams down as fast as I can. But by the time, I do they fastly begin to slip away from me as I try to "capture" the emotion of them and disguise the "interpretation" they begin to reveal to my thinking thoughts as a "story" emerges with which to re-tell my dreams. Several of my short stories have been refashioned dreams.