Existence

between new nightmares and day dreams of a better life lay reality resurfaced tight with taut brutality unspeakable thoughts drift down through time's flash triggered not there not then but now and here her mind digs through fear as she sinks slight form down crisp skirt's rustle sound folds with her to ground and she says to herself I will lay here in this hollow it fits the curve of my spine holds the shape of my hips and the grass padded earth cups itself a little around my waist hugs me till I sleep I am still alive I am dead to the world tar roads pavements are too hard concrete cannot hold me the same way they resist my shape press flatness hard against me leave me sore unrested complaints unheard where may I sleep With fragrance of grass and earth maybe in a garden a cultured space thoughts arouse aroma once known from those past yet still present places so pleasant maybe then I will fall into dreams of painless light sunshine will soothe I will feel bright flame red flowers in free fall Will not burn as they engulf me float from arms branches blue sky stretched they will caress me in potpourri perfume memories mock her senses she yearns to block their burn when I sleep I'll not smell petrol fumes flared up I will not hear the shudder of bodies breaking down the door I will forget the screams eardrums pierced my own I will not feel my body burn in hell hound fire twisted hatred from ordinary mothers fathers sisters sons bizarre beliefs turned my skin from brown silk smooth to outlandish patches pink and brown how will I become familiar with who I am now she falls asleep dreams of sunshine tree shadow dappled nature cradles her in dark and light she breathes low drum sounds bring her back there next to eyes awakening her fingers delicate drummers play the earth With firm tips tap tapping a well known song her long gone mother's lullaby hush my child hush now don't cry sleep sweet against my heart hush now hear the beats of my love for you hush now so angels do not sigh hum drum hum drum hum drum she starts to cry Posted:15-12-2018 Note: "Sister" poem to "thin skinned"