Nightmare

I woke up

out the window

the flannel blanket covering like a curtain

I only saw dim light.

I crashed back onto the pillow,

limp hair smelling of Chanel engulfed me.

I saw his eyes again.

My nails crossed my body and the elastic shirt was peeled from my ribs and tossed onto the floor.

I saw eyes again

Roll over, roll over.

Sleep

I woke up, my leg protruded from the sheets

it glistened in the light

the curves and little bumps of sickly veins running down down into the darkness

I saw his eyes again.

I needed water

I thumped to the floor, the air wisping my naked body

Wrapped in a sheet I stumbled

Roll over, roll over

Sleep

I saw his eyes again.