NIGHTMARE

April entry

Frozen
like icicles
clinging to the leaves.
Memories crystallizing,
sucking the joy out of your presence.

History has encountered an impasse
A formidable shape manifests
A familiar cacophony impacting
my mind.

Like a magician flaunting
his slight of hand,
Your limbs vacillate from the
depths of bricks and mortar
Stifling the screams of your victims.

Quivering, I await the stampede
of a beating heart, an amalgam
of emotions render me silent.