late at night

this is where I shelter  
under a pile of unwritten books  
talking with me at nights  
in my repeating nightmares  
which kill off  
which pull out rotten teeth  
small piece after piece  
with cold dental forceps  
from my tightly stiched mouth  
threads with blood – is my decoration  
I scream and search for help  
an escape  
at least doors  
even locked ones  
but all I see  
is forceps  
with their clinging smile  
sharp chasing sound  
I’ve created a life habit  
to look inside deep dark abyss  
and imagine never ending fall  
call it never ending fly  
alice in wonderland  
full of stinging rocks  
black insects with many legs  
so many sparkling eyes  
haunting you  
always running faster  
and ending up at the back of your knees  
they worship forceps' metal skin  
and vivid reflection of a sun  
on their scratched smile  
with so many stitches and dirt stuck in between  
I hold my breath  
it prevents me from falling  
it stops their time ticking  
and recharge my set of mind  
doors are hidden, I suppose  
the fall should end soon  
even though it is painful to fall  
 
   
one day there will be  
my own shelter created  
under my king-size bed