the dark block rising from its sleep
resisting to break
climbing up my feet
almost like molasses
its creeping up my leg
to my thigh
to my belly
to my shoulders
i fight back
pushing down on the block
but its way too powerful
like a rude neighbor
inviting itself in for some tea
trying to explain the bad timing
will do nothing
for the block proceeds to climb
to my neck
tickling my spine
it wraps its dark slimy fingers around my neck
slowly it does
tightening
i see hope vanishing
as the tightening increases
increases
choking
darkness
i fight back
but i am tired
go ahead dark slime of a block
take my last breathe
hope has failed me