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The Twilight Zone- Nightmare as a Child

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The Wicked Come is an exciting explosion of new Gothic, Horror and Dark Romantic works from the poet and author P.J.Reed.

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Fractured Mind

I awake confusion hits

contorted images in my brain​

body moving out of sync​​​

mind has not returned

wild dogs; barking, howling​

chase me through​

dark shadowy woods

my foot catches on dead branch,

i fall into decaying leaves

cover my head with torn arms

blood drips onto my face

as the dogs descend…

i awake confusion hits,

i stumble to the kitchen

legs chasing from the chase

mind floats somewhere above,

in my kitchen people sit and chat

welcoming me with smells of tea and toast

warm happy voices fill the cramped rom

i live alone…

the people melt away

leave multi-coloured puddles on my floor

i tip toe around them

one touch and I’ll be sucked into the void…

my back door shakes and wobbles

glowers at me with hate

cockroaches climbing the walls

drop on my head and thud to the floor

smell like death

shaking with fear I open the door

bacteria  from the handle

burning, eating into my hands

washing all day will not

rid me of the taint…

i run down garden path

suddenly a clowns head on a wire coil

bounces into me

white  face vacant

thick red lips grinning

blue star eyes staring

the clown dissolves

metamorphosing…

strange postman appears,

knife in hand

lunges violently at me

i grab the knife

stab him instead

letters cascade onto the broken path…

i awake in red satin sheets

as confusion multiples.

By P.J.Reed © 2010

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