Nightmare

The long moments after waking

from a deep and dark dream,

the kind that carries an oppressive, 

choking feeling on its shadowy back

that continues to hold you as you wake;

you try to erase the images, but they

remain, and so you stay, eyes open

in the dark, your beloved sleeping 

peacefully next to you, and you reach, 

feel the comforting heat of his presence 

and begin to sift through each disturbing 

image, seeking meaning, sharing your heart 

in muted groanings to the Comforter 

and Redeemer of all things, even 

such deep and dark and disturbing dreams.

—C.L. Fisher, December 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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