Wake Up Call

 


Wake Up Call 

I awoke to the gentle hum of the HVAC,

Swaddling me in a cocoon of warmth.

Outside, the wind howled,

Rattling the window.

Desperate to enter.


A chill ran up my legs,

Weighed down with a foreign heaviness.

Sandpaper scales scraping against soft flesh.

I peeked under the cashmere bedding,

A frigid lump of fear formed at what I saw.


Spirals of dusty earth

Patterned with black diamonds

Coiled comfortably around my feet.

Slitted pupils staring off into an abyss I could not see.


Maybe it was cold too.

Searching for its own soft place.


XOXO, Michaela


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