my feathered broom
riding off
into the night
the night
which is as blackas a wet black sock somebody left
on the ground
at civic center bart
I fell asleep
I was lying down
in my bed this afternoon
and I fell asleep
when I woke up it was
eight pm
last night I was going to sleep
I could feel myself start to drift off
certain I was not going to come back
certain I was going to die
in this bratty apgar punk house
where my testicles are turning
into mush
my roommate met a girl
tonight at the punk show
they were fucking loudly
top forty hip hop on the stereo
to drown it out
"did I fall asleep?" says Echo
"for a little while," says Topher
every time I felt myself start to drift off into death
I'd stop it just before I passed the point of no return
I experienced sleep paralysis
four times in a row
"I'M THE AMBASSADOR"
said e-forty
as I desperately tried getting my brain
to connect with my sleeping body
when I am experiencing sleep paralysis
I am awake
the thing in my head is awake
but my body is not awake
when I try to move I move my metaphysical self
it passes straight through my flesh
I can move this second self around the room
but I cannot move the body that houses this metaphysical being
when I experience sleep paralysis
my limbs are bound
my body sinks deeper as water
fills my lungs
I can sense someone close beside me
they have come to harm me in my sleep
my spirit moves about the room
I can see everything,
everything except this person
all the lights are off and the doors are locked
and the walls
are on fire
I am trapped
inside
one time
I had been watching a lot of X files
and I was certain this person
in the room
was an alien
I now know
what it feels like
to be abducted by aliens
still, when I woke up
I was too lazy to get out of the bed
and write my last goodbyes
today what I am most afraid of
is dying in a place
as dumb as this one
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