Night Sweats

In my most vivid nightmare
I am hiding

I’d run into my room to
escape a dark figure
Cloaked in black

As boot-steps near
I squeeze under my bed
My breathing quakes the worn
mattress obscuring me

Just under my nose comes
a steel toe.. a knee
drops to the ground

A masked face
peers in, then
a gun

~ dMarie

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