Madness

Heart pounding amid the thunder

from pursuing footprints,

fear trembles the spine with icicles,

so desperate to avoid discovery

for they will take my soul and mistress,

steal my dreams,

devour every desire,

leave me bruised and broken

if their villainous thoughts

have a chance to ravish

my dearest companion.

 

Eyes closed, breath held

as those marauding intruders

race beyond the thicket

where I found shelter.

 

Then I take my latest beloved with my hand

to rush for freedom for that terror,

finally reaching the Walmart check out stand

finger clutching my discount DVD copy

of Terminator Salvation,

exhaling my panic over finding the last copy

and eluded the other ravenous Christmas shoppers,

happily dreaming of my viewing ecstasy.