had a dream last night
about a little girl
with a good family, and a pretty
apartment in the city
i can’t remember what she looked like
but i know that she was kind, and sweet
and oh-so-naive
had a dream last night there were wolves at her door
and no one saw the warning signs
but i did
i was strong enough to catch them
and good enough to try
so she wouldn’t ever have to spin around in darkness
as they closed in around her
wondering if she was dreaming
or just losing her mind
so i fought all the wolves with my bare hands
threw them in a freezer, to never be thawed
and passed out on the floor, the blood freezing in my veins
i don’t want to die like i’m one of them
i want to be light, and weightless
i want to drift for just a little bit
longer
so i grit my teeth
i crawled out along the frozen ground
i wrestled my way through corpses
and i closed the door for good
told her it was safe now
she’d never know this aching worry
a bitter thing with teeth
and i don’t know what
what it would be like
to be carefree, and happy
thought i was poison, once you really get to know me
so i kissed her head
woke up to pouring rain
and swaying trees
alone in my bedroom with no one else to save
wanted to weep so hard that my pillow
grew a garden of flowers, mostly weeds
wanted to find that girl
and apologize for things i didn’t do
and when i looked out the door
all i could see was wolf-skins
and overgrown fescue
I really did have a dream like this, and I’m still not totally over it.