Bloody Dreams

[riven_analgesia]

Florescent lights tint my dreams
There are florescent lights
In my room
I open the shades wide
Trying to let them out
I awake to a dream
That does not shatter on waking
Ever corner I turn
Every blinking, bleeding waking moment
Is seen through a shroud
Of broken mirrors
Of florescent light
Pen knife in hand
I try to cut my way through
And only succeed
Coating my veil
With my own blood
Of florescent light
Like institutional steel
Rigid, unyielding,
Sleeping on a metal gurney
Eyes pierced,
Orifices probed by
Florescent light
When I was nine
I pulled the sheets
Above my head to hide
From the monsters
I pull the sheets
Above my head to hide
From florescent light
Maybe if I bleed enough
I can tear the veil
With a wet sanguine
Shredding sound
Dripping plasma,
Losing platelets
Praying for a clotting factor
Macrophage engulfing
A veil
Of florescent light
Blood to break the nightmare
Antibodies to identify
The problem
Parasite, symbiont
Gone awry, a cancer,
A cataract,
Diaphanous in form
That obstructs my vision
Taints my sight
Translucent membrane
Of florescent light