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The Insolubility of Nightmares

white waters of static washing over me
i breathe
unable, however, to take in breath

the air, thicker and darker than
these strangling walls
pushes into my lungs with an icy
sharpness...
inhalation proves impossible,
unfeasible, inconceivable

wandering these corridors
that shift and growl--
this house, growing...shrinking--
a doppleganger of my own psyche?

lost amid a darkness
that is not...
...quite....
....darkness.........

attempting to mark my path,
each cue of direction
being eaten up and swallowed by this
labyrinth of lost memories
distorted dreams...rather...nightmares

crimson claustrophobia closing in
i'm clawing for an exit
that is
nonexistent

frantic, panic, hysteria rising...
devising my slow, starving demise

moving faster
becoming more lost--
a disaster
within these swelling walls

i am outside of myself
smelling the foul scent of my own
fear...
anxiety...
death

anything that might provide
some solution, answer, comfort
to the confusion
promised by these soot-like walls
that i cannot see
is not in sight

wandering, wading through this black silence
wax-like in viscosity
slowing my every move
like a dream
a figment of my tormented mind, soul--
one in the same?
it doesn't matter anymore

formless mass of desolation
colorless hallways of mind-numbing
angles--turns
shifting, growling, erratic
house of entrapment, anesthetic of fear,
paralysis of despair...
lost without repair, return.
Retreat!
no turning back...
and the white waters of static eternally wrap me in death's blanket.

Author notes

Option 6: Inspired by my favorite book, House of Leaves.

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  • BabyBun silver member
    August 18, 2008
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    Great entry - thanks and best of luck.


  • AllenPoeIncarnate
    August 16, 2008

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    in the poem grimace it indicates a contortion in his physical and creates pain...
    you read this poem to me but i never commented so... GOOD JOB sis.. keep it up


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    August 5, 2008

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    hmmm, interesting book, from what I can understand.
    I like how you started this, it is kind of contradictory/oxymoronish, but it works well.


  • samm
    August 1, 2008
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    you read this and youre caught reliving an emotion from the word 'white' to 'blanket'
    :]


  • lostinthevoid
    July 30, 2008

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    very well done

    as I read this poem line for line I felt as if I could sense what the writer was putting out their, very detailed and constructed very well, it is long but keeps the interest of the reader which is something all writers strive for in any write, much less a long one such as this...it is creepy and u feel frightend for the writer ...good job on this u should enter it in a contest!!!


  • Poetic Obscenity
    July 29, 2008

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    Frightening!!!

    This certainy sent chills down my spine. A very scary lovely poem indeed. I thank you dearly for being one of the few to write a poem in this option. You've done a brilliant job.

    Thank you, for your entry. Good luck, In my contest.


  • MissMae
    July 22, 2008
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    Chilling

    Is "House of Leaves" the book you are reading right now? I thought of that when I started reading this, and I also had to struggle to breathe as I read the beginning and felt a sense of clausterphobia as I read that exact word. Very effective in making the reader feel what you were writing!!

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