afraid of demons?

i had a dream

i watch from above myself

a hooded demon kneels 

as i lay in my bed

behind me

he holds a long dagger

i remain still

he holds it above his head

and thrusts it into mine

ecstasy

a pool of beautiful matter

floats out of the wound

departing my broken skull

it lights up the room

i feel beautiful

i am a part of the world

what came from my head

is now one with everything

Reviews

[Carrie.]

Interesting concept and a good snapshot, however, I don't feel like a snapshot is entirely enough. The beauty in the last few stanzas deserves more. My opinion, for what it's worth, is to focus on that. It's original and wonderful.

-Carrie.

[dustin kenton modersohn stockdale]

Thanks for reading my poem (: you're right. I will rewrite this one day and definitely focus on that.

I appreciate your feedback.