Wonderland?

What is this feeling?

It’s as if my body is remembering

the sensation that came along

with someone who is unfaithful.

Before I know it,

I’m walking down an empty neighborhood,

reliving those same moments.

Seeing your face in the window,

smiling mechanically

as someone’s hands touch your body.

I continue to walk.

There’s a lit house-

yard cleaned and well kept.

Your house.

Our house.

With you standing in the center,

yelling for me

to hurry and get inside.

I start to walk faster,

eventually sprinting.

I’m seeing everything-

becoming bigger, distorted.

The street slants.

I feel like quicksand,

my feet sinking.

I keep moving,

but my pace is slow.

I’m stuck.

Everything closes on me.

I suffocate-

I wake up.