Incubus Dreams
Married by day, visited by night.
Content Warning:
This piece contains sexual themes, non-consensual encounters in dreamlike or supernatural contexts, and psychological horror. Readers sensitive to erotic violence, disturbing imagery, or themes of possession should proceed with care.
It comes when we move into the new house,
without a doubt—
lust
is all it’s about.
It watches through the day and long into the night,
I live inside its sight,
stalking
the stranger of twilight.
It waits ’til I’m alone, my husband working late—
that seals my fate,
touching
when my body doesn’t wake.
It enters my dreams and plays with my mind—
consciousness offline,
intercourse
signing shivers up my spine.
It leaves me breathless and tangled, used and confused—
a body abused,
ravaged,
every nerve ending a blown fuse.
It never lingers long enough to meet me when I open my eyes—
no matter how hard I try,
abandoned
as the wet between my thighs dries.
It scares me, excites me; I feel dirty and alive.
I’m just a housewife,
craving,
ashamed and deprived.
It haunts me. I should be scared— I know,
all it can lead to is woe,
appetite,
and still I go to bed early, hoping it shows.
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