Something Happens at Night
Some people talk about their dreams blurring
Into their reality, but lately
Reality has blurred into my dreams,
Rubbing my eyes to see through the banal,
Have you ever had a dream where your teeth
Fall out? I can’t be too sure, but I swear
Something happens at night, and when I wake
Memories crumble and fall from my mouth,
I haven’t really been weeping so much,
But I’ve been gnashing my teeth every night,
And I don’t know if my dentist is more
worried for my teeth or my soul, maybe
My soul is in my teeth, or maybe still
It’s somewhere that I haven’t looked before.
This is a Channeled Text
I don’t know if it would be scarier
To be abducted by aliens or
To be ignored, left alone to wonder
If there is an end to all this darkness,
There’s an answer to that question in the
Glowing light of a tractor beam, bathing
You in warmth, bringing you upwards to meet
Something, someone that isn’t just you, proof
That you can close cosmic emptiness, crawl
Your way through to some kind of connection,
Proof that love exists and proof that those guys
Who channel aliens are not lying,
But honestly it would be
Pretty horrifying.
Alex Youngman is a librarian living in North Carolina. He tries his best to write during his time away from work (and sometimes at work). He is the author of Some Bugs (Bottlecap Press, 2022) and I Can’t See It Now (Alien Buddha Press, 2023).
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