In dreams

I once hit my head so hard dreams leaked out they were semi-solid things gelatinous and transluscent like something from the dark reaches near the bottom of the ocean pale, icy colored reds and blues and greens I could never view them directly but only from the corner of my eye there were not many perhaps half a dozen? if I allow life to slow or backslide my dreams, they get agitated once, one of them even kicked me in the shin.