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To Dream or not Dreamt


Skewered through my spine
Splitting vertebrae asunder
Cold steel warms on my bloody juices
Is the scream mine
Is the scream his
Does the scream belong to both

Impaled on a door
John Wayne fashion
Pine envelops my nasal recesses
Pain envelops my all
Unmoving, my body, my pain
Hanging like a kipper

My gut describes the oaken shaft
The shaft and I are one
Supported by jagged-lancing
Bladder and heart empty themselves
Bowel too
Feet drowning in the residue

Alarm, alarm, alarm
Attacked by auditory pounding
I raise my leaden head
I can't see
I can't see
Am I late for work?

This was too real
A nightmare from the Devil
Soaking through sweated cloth
Shivering through clammed skin
Excrutiated nerves fling messages
Dreamt ?
No