she twirled through the mists
dancing
to far away music
that she barely
could hear
the ground
was uneven
slippery
slanted
she swung out her hands
to prevent her
fall
and she awoke
in her bed
in a tumble of sheets
blinking
panting
slighting
sweating
another
disturbed dream
she stares
at nothing
nothing
to see
in the darkness
nothing
to feel
in the darkness
no comfort
to be found
in the darkness
again
she tries to sleep
maybe
this time
dreamlessly
Dear God
for once
let it be
dreamlessly…

copyright 10/25/2010  catherine anne hayes