The Procedure

Sometimes
I think
it
is
a dream 
or
maybe
a
nightmare of sorts

Something
I can't
Shake

I remember
taken
like
a
hostage
and 
mind
disected
like
some 
Pschological
procedure
that 
cannot
be articulated in words

Only fear

Even now
when 
I create
this
ink
there
is a part
of me
anticipating
that
reprucussions
will
take
place

The :Procedure
makes
Waterboarding
a
simple
act
of 
kindness
because
the 
residue
goes
a
away

When I am awake
I wish to escape
to my sleep
Yet once
I go in 
my trance
I enter
the
incubus
where
the
taunting
begins...

As I write 
these 
scriblings
my hand
shakes

Hold on
a
second
there
is 
a
knock
at
the
door...............................................................................................................

( Answers door, Scuffling sound can be heard, then Silence)