Nightmares Are Made of These (written 6/7/2000)

maybe I let it go too long
but the haze was thick
sinewy, silent

I was blindsided by penetration
horrible, forcible consumation

And yet it encroached slowly
suffocating, stifling, violating
punctuated by call and reply

blinkers!
blue and black
blurry, unreal
(I hope to God it was)
call them back, call them back

© 2000 Analee Maria Watts