A rabid dog lies sleeping on the porch,
it has not moved for days
but i see it breathing.
the darkness spreads in
thick and heavy
taking my sight,
but i feel it,
grabbing me and pushing me down.
Now I hear it breathing. first louder then faster.
i begin to choke on the blackness, the fear of the unknown.
i crumble to the ground, melt, and disappear.
it is no longer asleep, i smell its poison breath around me like fog.
it's dense and fills my lungs.
i become a cloud of undefinable mass,
drowning those beneath me.
once i have purged, i am empty.
(i tell myself) nothing has happened.
the dog falls into slumber again.
dormant but breathing, slow and heavy.