He can’t remember

Why

The attractive teacher

 

Blasted through

The closet door

 

With passionate rage

Burning like sulfur

From her sockets

 

His breath

Taken away

From the sucker punch

 

He finds comfort

In the violent reaction

 

He gets carried away

By his daydreams

 

But he cannot

Run from his subconscious

 

He is sure

His lust for pain

Had everything to do with it

 

Going back to bed

Is not an option

 

He is going to have to

Deal with the fact

That while awake

 

His life is

Without suffering