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Thursday, July 23, 2009

Nightmare

Woke from a nightmare
Unable to find sleep
Staring back into the face
Of arrogant silent darkness

My heart pounds in my
Chest a hundred questions
Refusing to release me
Back to resting quiet peace

The tannic acid taste of
Fear fills my mouth like
Coppery pennies sucked
By a childish tongue, bitter

Can't shake this feeling of
Dread, of loss, of absence
abcess something missing
in myself, was it ever there?

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I wrote this just after midnight, on my cell phone. Woke up with that irrational fear that attacks just after you've drifted to sleep and could swear that you're still awake, except for the feeling that something is coming at you through the mirror on the wall. Didn't go back to sleep for a couple of hours. I'm amazed it still reads in the light of day.

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