The Monster in My Dream!

A dream.

I opened my eyes

and saw the monster lying beside me.

He grunted

and each breath of him sent away a thousand

dusty messengers to the other side.

The place seemed to be somewhere far across

seven hills and seven seas.

He was ugly and hairy,

but the moonlight brought a divinity to him.

I wasn’t cold or chilled.

Was it trauma or trance?

I didn’t even try to run away,

And suddenly he woke up and

muttered some familiar things.

He took my hands in his.

I felt a familiar sensation escaping my body.

When I looked into his eyes,

I found my world collapsing before me.

I saw a jigsaw puzzle of dreadful images.

His eyes were sparkling like Sirius.

Those rays pierced into my eyes that at once I became blind.

I felt as if we had a telepathic connection

I wanted to stay there a little longer, but

he left my hands and me just like that.

Tears rolled down my cheeks

and fell on my sleeves.

I woke up.

I felt my watery eyes and the little drops on my sleeves.

I longed for the monster and his presence.

He never came back, the familiar stranger.

I declared the dream bad.

A.C