Exorcising a Nightmare

when a dream seeped into a dome of light, I was already leaping with tale of grand sights I was falling into days consciousness but a demonic spell had begun to possess in a depth of sleep in the quietest dark, I felt a presence slide to make a spark a nightmare of jowls shadowed his face, then his slimy fingers stuck into my grace he took my thoughts on a hellish ride, I was hoping my mind didn’t burst open wide the torture of angels struggling on the racks, was matched by the faeries whip-marks on their backs the mushrooms of love had fungus and warts, a cathedral of dreams slipped out of all thought with unicorns hobbled and chains on their legs, the elves head bandages held together with pegs the beautiful sights I had run back to tell, was lost in a nightmare as I was living in hell but endless this horror well, it wasn’t to be, as I write this poem that dream is set free but that’s not to say that it wont return, as I sleep in the night dreams start to burn