Monday, April 14, 2014

perimeter

i have dreams of running
away, so you cannot leave
me, i
have nightmares
about opening
the door and finding
no one there
not even myself
isolated in an empty room
white, as the medicinal tape wrapped
over my wounds, red
as the cherry tongue that lies
to me, recklessly, sweetly
narcosis, repeating
the restless circuitry
of my dreams, keep
me click-clacking the locks and tracing
the lines around my voraciously
shrinking
perimeter.

~

RNH