nightmares

i think even lions have nightmares, something dark and unnamed. i
sometimes dream of horrors even nightmares cannot imagine. sometimes i
believe i'm touching the same world h.p. lovecraft visited. twisted
monstrosities filling every shadow, and i am always prey, fighting not
just for survival, but my very soul.

i always wake with the worst feeling, like i am filthy and oily and
unclean, inside and out.

ghost