#OctPoWriMo 2021 — Day 26: “Baby, This Ain’t Elm Street”




Baby, This Ain’t Elm Street

In this dream,
I’m in Nancy Thompson’s pajamas

climbing a drain pipe 
toward safety

My best friend’s window
is barred

& she doesn’t live there
anymore but her sticky

glow in the dark stars
have stayed put

In this world,
I have the desire to make it,

to claw my way
across mattresses myself

I plunge the ice pick
into my monsters

& don’t feel any guilt
about it

In real life, I’m bleeding out
in my best friend’s driveway

while she screams & lets
the bad man get away

I don’t go looking on this side
of things, I don’t go chasing

anyone, and revenge is a
foreign concept

We keep quiet about
what we tell each other

while the rest of the slumber
party is asleep

We’re the same, she & I,
with murdered tongues

We’re the undeserving,
wounded & weeping ones

We’re the backstory kills
when the gore is sprayed & done

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay


Published by Jennifer Patino

Poet.

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