A Simple Splash
stretched in a different time
in the dream
she beckoned,
i was dressed in a stale bed sweat
she wore her best fresh contempt
clothed in an ancient electric hate
hidden loosely
behind a thin veneer of impotent anger
a flicker of impatient reason
darted a thousand times
between and behind her cloudy eyes
within the space of a paranoid heartbeat
“walk with me.” she demanded
a threat veiled by it’s own pure simplicity
“why?” i half coughed, remaining still
unable to move
my reply was dead before it left my mouth
and there it wilted upon my silenced tongue
like a bad taste
scarcely a breath away
from it’s point of conception
she spoke again
her words
fell upon my deaf ears
maddened by my obtuseness
enraged by my lack of attention
she grabbed my upper arm forcefully
her long nails
wormed their way into my flesh
like baby knives
she yelled at me
"What is wrong with you?"
her fetid breath
ripped the skin from my face
this reverberated
"What is wrong with you?"
like a hellish metronome
and then i awoke
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
Comments (2)
Oh , it's like real life Jerry Springer Except this was masterful
I felt this in my bones. Love the imagery!