Escaped

Escaped

I was in my kitchen

I heard a loud pop.

The blue light, it disappeared, 

Laying in

Bed an invisible

Hand touched my face.

Viewed

The twilight. 

Clouds of Blakean 

Men. Stars that stared.

The map is invisible.

Reclaim is pus filled.

Stuffed down.

The work is crooked;

Lit up from an

Ugly struggle.

Sour torture.

Yellow green,

Like a sucker punch, released the beast.

Becoming the immense tree,

Birds flying. Smiling at the

Red rose.