Toby and Sam

Peculiar lucid dog dreams, an exhaustive hallucination congeals from 45 milligrams.
Trotting round in circles, what would otherwise be seen as normal, now is to be watched for.
Both on the left hand side and drag, always to the left, steering clear of the traffic that hurls it self past at a pace.
One,
      by,
          One.
After a while, lying down remaining still. A breaths distance away. Living carpets of more than ample worth.
Mirrors double rooms in size, whoever watches from the other side must be bored.
Clocks and mirrors, mirrors and clocks, along side an unlit fire place.
Tick,
       and,
             Tock.