8:42am (Insomnia)

She’s lying upon her bed
She wakes, trembling violently
Her jaw is wired shut
Her eyelids rapidly flutter
There’s a pressure on her chest
Breaths in spurts and shudders
There is something inside her
She wants to vomit
It moves to leave
It wants to escape
It tears and claws inside her
There’s violence in its ways
It bites and rips
Her eyes fly open wide
It writhes and screams
So does she
Her chest lifts her off the sweat-stained mattress
It shrieks one final time
Ripping itself free
She falls back to the sheets
There’s blood all around her
Her mouth fills with worms
Tar seeps from the corners of her staring eyes
Her hands shake and shiver beside her
The dark energy has left her
She collapses exhausted
She’ll never be the same


tara caribou | ©️2019

And so begins the first in my category named Insomnia. These are real dreams taken at real times. They might be dark or weird or fantastic or erotic. Welcome to my mind.

Insomnia (noun) 1. inability to obtain sufficient sleep, especially when chronic; difficulty in falling or staying asleep; sleeplessness.

20 thoughts on “8:42am (Insomnia)

    1. This was the part between waking and dreaming. The dream was very personal and upsetting. This was my reaction, I suppose you could say, before I fully woke up again. I wrote it right down and went back to sleep.

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  1. A very dark poem, Tara. I admire how you beautifully describe horror, how you turn something so monstrous into marvelous words, so carefully crafted. This piece reminds me of Sylvia Plath’s poetry. Do you read her?

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