warmth of a tomb

ah!
don't you ever
scare me
like that

i was merely
reading a paper
when you sneaked up
and it all
suddenly collapsed

look out the window
how late did it get
and the moon is
awfully big

where's my paper?
where's my desk!?
i'm sure every thing's ok
but i'm in way over my head

i need to find the door
get out of here
and bend my head
under the water tap
but i don't seem
to recognize or find
any substance here at all
at least without a map

not to mention
that my room
is somehow expanding
to a vast hollow
where your scream
keeps getting quiet

finally, there it is- some light!
and a voice outside my head
it's not you, sweetheart
it's almost as if it's..
Saint Peter?