bad dream.

I woke up, alert and aggressive
like the red hot anger melted
from my subconscious to my blood
with the widening of my eyes.

Her image was still fresh
and the questioning expression
was perfectly placed on her face
like she has been there only
to aggravate me into silence.

I hated her more then
than when I fell asleep
the night before.

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