Friday, May 4, 2012

standing in front of the open door

the uncharacteristic silence of that night
how it filled me with a sense of peace and of dread

i long for sleep for it carries into me dreams

places that always seem familiar and yet make me feel ill at ease 
people that i speak to, who flow in and out as if they are phantoms
the feeling of being shot, the tingling fear of people who mean me harm
and yet, in them i find a comfort that quickly recedes after waking

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