Neither Monster Nor Lover
Dreaming of an abusive ex-partner

It's been years since we ended
Bitter was the parting
Slow was the healing
There are scars that you left
Deeper than I could know
Lurking behind closed doors
And after all those years
When I thought I was whole again
When I thought I was myself once more
I dreamt of you
Beautiful and lusty
Smiling like you must have so long ago
This was wonderful horror
Aching passionate touch
That I did not want
How could I feel this way?
An abuser that I barely escaped
Now a fantasy phantasm
How do I reconcile
The supple caress
The burning desire?
Were you a succubus from the start?
A dream creature praying on my weakened state?
Never truly of this world?
How could I look into those eyes full of malice
Where I knew hatred that nearly destroyed me
And now see anything else?
Yet there it was
My sleeping body reacting
My heart pounding and skin tingling
When I awoke I knew
What had happened did not negate
That I once loved you absolutely
Now my waking mind must accept
You were always both and neither
Lover and monster.
About the Creator
William Crump
Humanist Atheist Philosopher. My motivation is understanding the human condition and spreading knowledge and kindness. Sometimes dark, sometimes hopeful, always with the underlying acknowledgment of the absurdity of life.



Comments (1)
There are echoes in your poem that resonate for me. I loved reading it.