Dreams Poem by Anderson Green
Dreams
howling, dead night
full moon out
cannot see, no sight
vision blurry
hear breathing
could another person
may be Paul Reviere
or my killer
must flee
cannot see
left, right, hit trees
noise, closer and closer
breathing, heavier and heavier
see water face
hand launched out, drags me under
cannot breathe
cannot see
whats got me, must see
cannot escape
cannot breathe
bubbles pop, fade to memory
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