Wakedreams

Posted on the 13 June 2013 by Gray Eyed Athena @grayeyedowl

Shiny-hard gemstone shells glitter in early morning light and I peer through sleepy eyes, watching them crawl, wings tucked, over the hills and valleys of my white comforter.  Lurid and terrible, tiny winged creatures, and my sleep-crazed brain only just puts it all together:  bugs.

Spine a-crawling, I creep from bed to grab handfuls of tissue to squash out their life, and back I turn but they have disappeared.

I am waking up.