Window in the Dark
i walk past your slumber catch a glimpse of your sleep you toss to break away doors to this dark room night teachings of fear i reach the doorknob and find gum my fist connects with the window shattering the glass into shards i climb out find a light switch but shadows weave in and grab hold of it darkness reminds my hands bleed i push myself back past your bed the pace changed my feet now stuck on shoe glue but your slumber resists stays undisturbed my cold breath screams out our bedroom locks us in full retreat while wind chimes whisk tunes unchanged until my eyelids open Spider's Mess cobwebs overhead tell nothing of what’s ahead fountains of blood mountains of flesh inside this room cobwebs hang icicles tell nothing of what’s to come water falls like knives fire burns holes inside my heart and there you wait This is what Faded Love Looks Like we both knew this would happen tell me you love me tell me you care then the times when you don’t remember the last ache could spill over tell me it’s okay tell me we’re through playing games on the front lawn where our soaked feet kiss the dawn and memories still find their way home Bio: Maria A. Arana is a teacher, writer, poet, and editor. Her poetry has been published in various journals including Spectrum, The Gonzo Press, and The Kleksograph. You can find her at https://twitter.com/m_a_Arana and https://aranaeditingservices.com
Fevers of the Mind 