I awaken in a field of yellow flowers.
I scan the landscape,
Lost,
Confused,
Bewildered by the sense of familiarity.
Cautioned by the pungeant scent of danger.
The sky is washed in pink and golden guess.
The clouds mist over the blue mountains in the horizon.
Swaying from side to side I see her.
The mistress of my nightmares.
Butchered hair a muddy grey.
Face of sloth,
And body of a wildebeest.
Chills creep down the nape of my neck,
Down the curvature of my spine,
Raising every hair in an uproar of heightened senses.
The louder I hear her song,
The faster I force myself to run.
Faster.
Faster.
Louder.
Louder.
We're now standing face to face.
I see you.
How do you see me.
I Awaken,
It starts all over again.
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