TUNNELS

TUNNELS PM2747

The walls that surround me are closing

in quickly and they are making me

nervous. Will they fall on top of me

and slowly crush me, grinding downward

pressure that pushes the air out of my lungs

until I can't take in any more and they

explode in my chest? Perhaps, but I

would prefer to be crushed instantly

and not feel a thing. The rage would escape

my body but it would not escape the

prison the wall has made of us both.

By the time the wrecking crew arrives

to save us we will both be long gone or

be one with the cinderblocks.

DNA splicing and analyzing, maybe they

saved one of the shards of my teeth that they

pulled out for such an occasion 

and it can now have its' day in the sun.

A long tunnel, hollowed out by a mountain

but they dug too deeply and uncovered something

that should never have been disturbed.

Driving through West Virginia I feared orcs and

goblins in those tunnels, if the entrances had

been sealed they would have come out of the

air shafts and eaten us all as we sat there in our

cars listening to cds, radios would always cut

out inside the tunnels. I took

Lord of the Rings far too seriously and

let all those monsters into my brain

where they grew and became real right

before my eyes. Cordoba will always be my Shire,

 Laketown and MistyMountains,

Pinawa my Rivendell and Northern Greece could

only be Mordor. In between these place

evil lurks behind every door and every crack

in the floor, only with the dawn do I feel

as though I have survived another day and

as the day gradually moves on I always

feel so painfully the coming abyss of night,

The Shit Abyss.

No amount of hundred watt light bulbs can

cure me of the feeling as the darkness

always pervades,

electricity goes off, fires are doused and

we are left with whatever spirits feel the need

to be close to us, including those ones

we never want to see or feel again.

When feeling around for the light switch

I worry about what I will see when the

light comes on but I worry even more about

whether the light will come on at all.

The Fear exists, inside and out.