in my dreams

in my dreams

I am consumed by the black spirals

that rise from the ground

and at first wrap only around my feet

 

I look

down

 

confused

 

I try to reach them with my hand

to make sense of the blackness

but before I know it

 

they twirl and tangle around me

stretching up my body

pinning my arms to my sides

squeezing tighter and tighter

forcing the air from my lungs

 

as soon as the tips stretch past my eyes

blackening what little distorted dream light

was left

I take my last wheezing breath

prepared to be totally consumed

 

when my eyes open

I find myself

laying still

surrounded by the blackest night

unsure of how to differentiate between

dream and reality