sleeping possessed (military wife)

I had a
dream you were
dead.
Bestial cries ravaged
my throat rendering
the flesh pink &
ready for
butcher.
The earthquake in
my chest forced my
ribs to crack & pull
apart leaving my
heart exposed, ripe,
begging to be
plucked up &
squished between the
fingers of some
giant, diapered curiosity like a
cherry tomato on
a desertous lawn.
"take it please"

I awake. Finally, after
long days, Relief sprinkles
gently, untieing every
muscle in my
tight body.
Breath comes
joyously now,
this nightmare harvesting my
ache for you.
You are still alive.