In the folds of the night...

Dreams

he sank deeper
pulling with him sheets and lost thoughts
dead skin and dust
he felt the darkness
heavy on his eyelids
even and pressing and damp
the black entangled in his lashes
he felt it
but he couldn’t stop it
as the night sunk hooks into his feet
a floundering fish
and dragged him beneath
flailing
unwilling
into the caverns that awaited him
the hidden caves
the nightmare lairs
water swirling in eddies, lapping against the
porcelain smooth rocks
the night tucked him
unconscious and disturbed
into the weedy bed
and pulled tight
the covers of night
salt-speckled
under his chin.
He dreamt.



you can't escape