As quiet as an eyelash
cuts through space
It has no sound
It is not an IT
nor a thing
or a being
I see it
but not with eyes
Hear it
not with ears
Feel
not with skin
but with my sense of the sixth
In the blinding of night
I awaken
and bolt
like lightning
Left my eyes on my pillow
and still I flee with force
Slap of bare feet on cement
or what seems to be
I sense it closer
Feel it on my back
as i hammer through blackness
Some thing wet
fell from my socket
Inhuman sounds escaping my throat
Lungs inflate as fast as my heart beats
Only now do i feel the blood
on my cracked feet
and face
and chest
and legs and arms
I'm unaware that I'm flying through thick thorns
I feel no pain
only tight fear
And still its closer
Its breath on my back
Into a tangled web of vines
My mind is violent
and set on escape
But
I am blind
Something
Some where
Some sound
So high pitched
So ear piercing
Screeching
And I realize
It is me
as i am devoured
Then a switch
And i find my eyes back in their holes
I pant as i sit up
naked
shivering
wet
and twisted
out of a dream
