Midnight Visitor

Midnight Visitor
By: James Dubeau

Floating high above
She looks down at me
Smiling
Illuminated within
Trying to move
My body wouldn’t respond
Couldn’t respond
Not my arms
Nor my legs
I lay pinned
By the very air I breathe
Her teeth turn to fangs
Fingernails to claws
Face becomes disfigured
In a savage snarl
As she descends slowly
Upon my laying body
No I shout
But my lips wouldn’t move
Sound did not come out
No I shouted again
My lips did tremble
No
Sound escaped
No
Forming into words
No
Fingers clench
No
No
No
I shouted
She paused
Taken aback
As quickly as she appeared
She was gone
Through the window pane