Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Who Chooses a Murderer?

I had a dream
I was terriffied
alone
          in a house
with a
           murderer
I picked up the phone
and







nothing
my fingers hovered there
over
        the numbers
but
       there was no one

I put the phone down
went to the stairs
and
       sung (yes, I sang)
out to him
       (terrified - yet lovingly)

I'm in a house
alone
with a murderer
and where
                  do I turn?

I woke
it took me awhile to pull
myself upright
(sleep paralysis)

When I finally did,
I walked around my entire 1st floor
in a haze
sat down
a chair away from the couch
and there the dream still hovered

I had picked up the phone
stood staring at it
with impending doom
and I had no one
no one
no one
             to call



(alt. title:  I should no better than to take a nap during prevning*)


*prevning (according to Sheldon Cooper from Big Bang Theory) is the ambiguous time between afternoon and evening.

3 comments:

Brian Miller said...

yikes.

scary thought to feel so alone and vulnerable.

perhaps music soothes the savage burglar?

Claudia said...

oh heck...that is scary indeed...reminded me of a dream i once had - running away and didn't know where to turn... and singing always helps against the fear...i do this too...

Jeff said...

No one to call.

There's a finality in that sentence that's unsettling. Also, the line breaks and spacing works so well here to strengthen the unease and fear of the subject. Nice work RMP!