NIGHTMARE

click

the door closed

and soft hands became bricks
alone in a room and unwelcome
with tears on my smeared cheek

the floor was suddenly too close
and it set fire to my skin like slackened frail paper
and chewed on my bones
but they did not fight back

his breath was poison
and deadly snakebite hands held my voice
and grew small
but the eyes

oh the eyes were a million miles worse

he reminded me of my darker than death sins
spit on my face
baptized me
helped me wash them away
while the palms i once worshiped felt cold
and left art across the base of my jaw

he could not conceal her from the world
but concealer must do for now

the night was war

and the sun rose red