Nightmare

Nightmare

In the quiet inlet cove 

of the inner ear

I've  heard 

whispers of murderous 

 invention 

only accessible 

in dreams.

Water taxis flow in the narrow vascular arteries 

of the sub-conscious mind.

Once you have fallen asleep

they will take you across

drop you off 

on the other side

of the corruptible night

into the  deep fathoms 

of flooded cabins.

The temperature will rise

burn inside the eye sockets

of a  charcoal skull.

Behind the curtains of dark insecurities 

where fear resides in the chills of spines.

The night fright is about to take off

the wings are in control 

there is no pilot 

the movie is on auto-pilot

the isolation from reality

is  in the hands of the  radio control tower.

Somewhere in the story

 I'm  aware

of the sabotage

that is happening 

on the demons radar.

A midnight collision with the

silent scream

Is a restless jolt

of the awakening.

Avie.