Insubstantion Things
TERRIBLE VISIONS came to me RESERVED for mothers and daughters
of the glass mirror shattering with a low hard coughing sound sending
chards of broken glass into my stomach
the horrors of the INQUISITION are nothing compared to the FATES
your restless mind can imagine for the ones you despise
i PARTIALLY awoke from a deep dream as the wind was roaring before
glissading into a WHOOPING scream
the sky was lit in a series of shutterflashes of grey and white
tree limbs HALF RIPPED from their leaves lay everywhere in
JACKSTRAW PROFUSSION i yelled and screamed outta fear
(TALKING ABOUT GIVING A WOMAN A DISASTER AND SHE TURNS SQUIRREL)
outside my door were shrieks of brakes and rubber
it gave my disquiet something to CRTSTALLIZE on
there were two si-fi creatures outside my window
i began trembling like a loose bundle of wire with HIGH VOLTAGE running
through me
there was an acrid smell drifting in the uncirculated air chocking me out
everything looked two DIMENSIONAL
tentacles passed on my left knocking me to the floor
they seemed to walk on their suckers
i rolled and kicked until i broke free ran into my bed and hid under the covers
a high pitched shriek escaped from my tight lips
i laid still in that position for a while waiting to see if i was going to puke or black out but
instead i coughed and WOKE UP
PHEW!!!!!!!!!!!ANOTHER BAD DREAM
Copyright © Brandy Megens | Year Posted 2009
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