Again The Night

Through the darkness, the beast stalks
slowly, cautiously, tasting the air, peering through the shadows
perked ears straining for the slightest shift, the indrawn breath
silently probing the impenetrable darkness
for sign of the prey
prey which too suddenly could become predator
there, the whisper of flesh against tree-trunk
frozen, the beast fixes upon targeted shadow
swift and sudden, one fluid motion to the creature’s throat
teeth crushing breath, metallic life spurting as molten lava
death incarnate, the beast ends the creature
blood staining his fangs-

a noise
suddenly awake from my dream of predatory tension, lying next to her, I am a coiled spring, in my bed. Did I hear that, or-
again, a soft thud
a sharply indrawn breath
she shifts next to me, and now sure that my dream is over, I time my movements with her deep breaths, so I am not heard
inhale- my feet to the floor, softly
exhale- I stand and slowly move to the open door of our bedroom,
stopping just to the side of the opening. Knees slightly bent, head cocked to the side, I taste the air, searching the darkness for any unfamiliar scent
perked ears strain for the slightest sound, waiting for my prey to give away its location
there, a rustle of flesh against soft carpet
my mind sharpens, as my heartbeat increases slightly, adrenaline coursing through my body, in anticipation
I visualize my movements, I will be prepared,
sudden and swift I will be through the door and upon the intruder,
hand to throat as I attack, force the creature to the ground and overwhelm with ferocity, gathering violence in my bones, I aim towards the sound, swiftly and suddenly through the door-

my son lies on the floor, beside his bed, twists again to escape the monsters in his head… so much like me.
Calm, now, I scoop his sleeping body up, and he curls toward me, puts his hand on my chest and murmurs softly, still lost in his dream world
I gently lay him back in his bed, covering him with his soft baby blanket, then the thick comforter

I lie back in bed, mentally laughing at myself, careful not to disturb my wife from her all-too infrequent sleep. As I curl up next to her she reaches out for my hand

I close my eyes
Through the darkness, the beast stalks

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