The smell, etches colour
across the absorbent canvass of my memory
Nauseous, I stumble out of the dark
let the street lights bathe my tempered brow
Shadows remain animated
the itch of fear remains unscratched
My soul for a taxi,
yet only torn paper travels the dead street
I feel I could chew my excited heart
as it rattles my nervous teeth
I start to run
yet know I am snared within his cruel dream
To tease my life
his breath expires the cities power
Solids begin to dissolve
a wash of capture drowns me
My legs still try to run
his nightmare fills my lungs
My heart taps out
a last frantic s.o.s.
I feel a snap, in my chilled eyes
a hinge to reality opens
A breeze of safety
warms me like a mothers touch
I embrace the circling wind
content to hold her forever
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