Titans

A dream in the dark,

a nightmare that pulls me apart.

Sleeping is always the hardest part

of survival.

It comes once more,

the vicious midnight claw.

Raking across my mind’s door

is the revival:

A trillion stars, a flash of light.

The starry sky disappears from sight.

A ship in deep dark, deep space,

the representatives of the human race

with their eyes on the unknown

a billion miles from home.

“We did it,” I laugh and the control panel sparks.

Someone gasps. “What was that?” Merc asks

The ship swerves dangerously, sways

and I pull it under control, force it to obey.

“Nothing,” I say. “I’ve got it. It’s fine.”

The ship continues forward in a perfect line

and the crew relax into their place

amongst the deeper darker unknown space.

The dream blurs, is changed,

a new scene is arranged:

“This whole time,” says Lilith with gritted teeth,

pinning me against the wall as she seethes.

“You’ve been – toying with us!”

“It was an accident,” I plead

and pray to god that she believes.

She doesn’t. “You’re lying. You have to be.

They’re all completely unaware! But not me.

I will show them what you are,”

she spits. “I will tear…you…apart.”

I wake.