his tension rose in spirals

he dreamed he
had a nightmare,
woke up when it was done
to find that he
was still asleep,

the nightmare just begun.

this went on
bed messand off all night,
awake, asleep, in cycles.
afraid he’d not
get through alright,
his tension rose in spirals

he tossed and turned,
displaced his wife,
the comforters and pillows
cuz something whispered
in his sleep
that they were armadillos.

…at sunrise, somehow
he’d survived,
while grinding coffee beans,
a simple plan
came to this man,
no more nighttime caffeine


© 2016 kStan(ly) Lanning
picture by lisa murray, courtesy bing.com/images
created for that crazy Daily prompt – nightmare
and sleeping with the Daily prompt – simple, until something new awakens

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