dreamt my life was leaving last night.
panic threw itself on top on me – crushing my breath.
soul escaped my fingertips, fled from my
O shaped mouth; much like what he likes to draw,
minus the teeth, minus the red.
dreamt my life left me; flat like a sheet, empty like a shell.
it was tired of being anemic and pale.
motionless, I watched it walk away.
tried to scream, plead for it to come back,
but my cold mouth froze up, still shaped like an O.
felt the wind rush over me one last time.
instantly made me regret that I had to go.