Tonight...

Tonight was a night just like any other.
Cars zoomed pass my house as I sat in my bed.
But something started to feel off tonight.

The air,thicker.
The lights flickered in my kitchen.

So I got up,walked into the kitchen, and tripped.
I had tripped on a dog toy.
But I didn't have a dog.
This didn't belong here.
Tonight was all wrong.
I heard a bark outside and I looked out the window.
Where had that grave come from.
The better question was...
Why was it in my yard.

It looked like a doggish figure was standing in front of the grave.
Why didn't it look like a dog?
I didn't see a head.
I ran back into my room.
Jumped face forward onto my bed.
And closed my eyes tight.
I tried,so, so, hard to fall asleep.
To forget what I had just saw.
Only one of those things worked.
Though it made the other worse.
The sleep only gave me nightmares.
The nightmares were of a dog getting abused.
It finally turned on its owner,killed him.
The cops came and cut its head off.

I woke up with a start.
The image of the dog bore into my head.

That night wasn't a night like any other.