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nightmare

clods
breaking open across my face

my grave
presses cool against skin
shushing me--calm down.

It is only sleep

10 comments:

  1. oh lord...being buried alive and being concious of it would certainly be a night mare...

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  2. oh heck...what a nightmare indeed...you sometimes hear those stories...very creepy with the earth pressing cool against skin...almost a bit of a sensual feeling as well..

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  3. Ugh - this made me feel claustraphobic. I used to have a recurring nightmare about being trapped underground with just my face peering out of a hole- just small enough to breath- this reminded me of that...like the way you highlight that moment of travelling from the nightmare into realiity- it's only sleep...thank god for that!

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  4. Buried alive - that is a nightmare indeed. I could feel the clods of earth hitting me ... ugh.

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  5. Excellent, dark little poem!

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  6. Such a nightmare indeed - and then such a soothing end. Well done.

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  7. And sleep always comes so easily? Maybe not after reading that.

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  8. Phew, I could feel the discomfort!

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