I awoke to screaming lips
a sigh beyond
teeth clenched
with an image in mind
blood plastered image on my mind
blood splattered image on my mind
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
May 18, 2010 in Poem, Uncategorized | Tags: dream, nightmare, Poem, scream, sigh, Tom Selleck
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May 18, 2010 at 11:22 am
Bryan Borland
OOOH girl I don’t know how Tom Selleck figures into things, but I had my recurring tornado nightmare last night. The weather map was blood red.
Screaming lips should be the name of your next fragrance.
May 18, 2010 at 12:24 pm
slpmartin
Oh…my…wonder what your neighbors were thinking when they heard the screaming? I’m just glad that I did not read this before I went to bed…nightmares by association thing you know. 😉
May 18, 2010 at 12:56 pm
medicatedlady
Indeed I do know what you me, slpmartin! I’ve been having nightmares since revisiting the Nightmare on Elm Street series. I have been creating the most terrifying worlds for myself…It’s scary.
May 18, 2010 at 1:49 pm
valbrussell
I have the terrifying scenario to end all terrifying scenarios: No chocolate left on the planet and the internet refuses to hook up to your computer. lololol Now, if that ain’t whimsy, nothin’ is darlin’. 😉
May 19, 2010 at 6:52 am
Dhyan (AKA Utopain Fragments)
this last couplet really screeched in me