lark in the dark

all teeth, big nose
coming at me
in the middle of the night.
I am nailed to the bed
and it comes roaring at me
from the ceiling.
I pull my head away at the last
moment
and it hits the bed
between me and this white
cat who sleeps near me
every night.
the cat jumps straight up,
hits the ceiling,
bounces back, hits the
bed, leaps off, jumps through
the screen and lands two floors
down in the jacuzzi.
I get up, watch it swim to the
edge, crawl out.
it sits there licking itself in the
moonlight.
“whatcha doin’?” I hear my
wife.
“gotta go to the bathroom,”
I tell her.
I walk to the bathroom, piss,
come back,
climb under the
covers.
“don’t snore,” says my wife.
I stare at the spot in the ceiling
where the apparition came out
of.
two hours I do this.
then I am asleep.
I am dreaming but I don’t know
it.
I am naked and driving one of
those old fashioned locomotives
through a shopping
mall.
I am wearing a cowboy hat and
dark shades.
nobody seems to notice
me.