NIGHTMARE

A dream came to my bed last night; it spoke of times foreboding, of prince that turned to monstrous man. And the earth fractured soul began imploding; the house became a trap for them. New personality lost in disguise, left in its place, the sweet servants ears worked out his lies. Helpless chased and abandoned, onlookers are running to hell. New suitor throws Queen from high window, onlooker informs me of fall.
Rush to witness my life giver reduced to only a crawl. Anger swells up within side me; avenge the attack from side door. Everything in time fractures not acting in its place. Flood waters fill cities, past unite with futures and nothing seems the same. Rift makes tear in continuities main frame. Gail force winds begin in reverse to commence this nightmare. Mobile call connector no longer makes the call. His eyes of evil anger, picks at my weakened soul. No longer seeing the princess, unsure who sits in place, to his eyes I’m suddenly different. A vision of lost disgrace, running from palace, heart screaming for 3 zeros of help. Escape is not an option to run like fleeting pray. The queens remaining daughters seek refuge and safer days. Clinging to bus load of strangers, weight causes glass ceiling to break. Suction pulls victims to wet and muddy grave, their terror causes two eyes to wake.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker 2008.

(This was a nightmare the night after a traumatic last new years eve.)