Rebecca Kartchner

Art by Rebecca Kartchner Beg for nightmares but I get dreams conniving Creep into my head Infectious thoughts twist My nerves into knots Wake to a world lacking Saccharine sweet The flat slapping drumbeat Of my heart, I breathe Stale airin solid walls Keep still in bed I Stall and hope its not Real, that this is The dream and soon I’ll wake to crashing Shores of subconscious Let my eyelids flutter