B.. Alexander


How I Sleep At Night - Poem by B.. Alexander

I haven't any stony reason in my head
To understand the actions of this animal
Who tears strips off of the bodies he lays down
I haven't any memory or past experience
To comprehend the motivation he wears
When crunching those bones into the ground

Oh, in a concrete room he moves over them
So lithe and compromised, they writhe below
Oh, pink skin so innocent, comes undone
And as he moves, so those layers come off
Until the bleeding and the crying stops
And he departs, disposing quietly of them

Now this angry man, does he know anything
Of the love that flows, that he does disturb
With these bared teeth, he bites apart
Now this unholy man, does he not know
Of the beauty that some lives have yet to show
A light that he buries with their empty lungs

Oh, tonight I face the man I most fear
I stand dumb, as he lays down his latest victim
Oh, tonight the killer works fast in here
I am powerless to move as I fear for the girl
Laid down below on bed of untold torture
And I scream, but he laughs at me out loud

Then closing in, his face a shadow in the light behind
He speaks to me for the first and last time
'Why are you here, with me, my awful child? '
My words won't come, only silent gasps for air
When suddenly, heavenly, the sound of a car
And sirens fill this death-stained basement

The killer turns and cuts the pure girl's throat
Her warm blood it spills, as the door swings open
Framing one lone officer, my saviour's here
Finally my broken cowardly voice returns
'Behind the door, the murderer shakes
A scalpel in his in blood-drenched hand'

So thankfully, and finally, I'm saved
When the policeman turns to me and asks
'Where is this monster, he's not by the door'
The fear in me, as I can see he's standing there
'In fact, your hand is heavy with something sharp'
And looking down I see, the only killer here;
Is me...

(note. a bit heavy-handed, I know. but it was a pretty terrifying dream) .
(2007)


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2011


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