Ordinary.
Just an ordinary non-specific day.
It isn’t cloudy but I see no sun.
The sky is wholly uninspiring,
neither really blue nor grey.
The pavement beneath my feet is broken in places
and I am walking steadily but carefully,
aware as ever
that I don’t fall well.
And I have somewhere to be,
some other where,
some place I can’t quite remember
where
but I’ll get there
eventually
just foot in front of foot.
Step
Step
Step
Walking almost in my sleep
Non-committal to any particular thought at all.
My head as bland and dull
as the sky above
and the landscape about
for miles.
Then a man
(what man)
as though from thin air
I look blankly
he reaches out snake-quick to
my slowly swinging hand
something on my skin there
it burns
the veins just beneath writhe
and pulse violently
my heart hammering
I cannot breathe fast enough
solar flare
incredibly bright
blinding
what
why
I turn to him
his mouth curls
Awake now?
And I am
I cannot not be
I am electric
He has turned me on
(why)
I feel the air on my skin
as though each atom is separate
and unique in its touch
I see light
prismatic and yet whole
everything
everything
sharp and saturated
I hear the hammer of my heart
my breath like a great bellows
my blood like the crash of water through rapids
Then I smell it
familiar
flammable
and I know now that evil is not odorless
evil reeks
as he turns a thick liquid stream upon me
advancing as I retreat from him
his hand above my head
showering me
holding up my hands merely insures
that they too
are fully doused
and then he pulls out his phone
smiling
because I’m going to be a good show
one he’ll want to watch
over
and
over
He reaches his free hand into a pocket
and ignites the lighter as he draws it out
brandishing it in front of me
a simple flick of his fingers
and I will be consumed
in a dancing agony of slow death
simply for his pleasure
Scream
he whispers the word
I shake my head
Disbelief
Anger
Realization.
I will not.
I will not scream.
I will not be here.
I have the power.
I will not do this
To myself.
I open my eyes.
and smile.
ooooooo
Dreams can be incredibly powerful
but it’s so satisfying
when you finally learn to stop the ones that go too far.
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