A man and a woman sat
next to each other
masks of blood on their
faces
At a secluded gas
station.
A man pumping air into
them.
A familiar face girl
stood nearby
watching me with hungry
eyes.
Terrified, with blood
full of fear
I rushed and the way
hurried me to a dark space.
Darkness gave way to a
grey blue room
where I stood on the
bed and the girl stood beside me, her presence invisible.
My brother entered the
room
and the next moment, he
struggled to help himself
as a bullet went
through his chest.
Astounded, I turned to
the girl who held a pistol in her hand.
I grabbed him crying
for help
'Call the doctor', I
wailed
while the girl,
watching me, shook her head.
I ran and ran and ended
up in a labyrinth of buildings
Alleys and passages
that led you to a dead end.
'shes the culprit,
catch her!' said a voice.
I run, run and run
while the girl ran along.
Was the girl an alter
ego of my unconscious identity?
Perhaps I was a
character in the story of her dream.
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