descent of isa (a vivid dream)

I was watching Isa but somehow, against my will
and better judgement, we ended up at stranger’s party.
Isa got drunk and began to physically digress in age.
Her four years of life were sucked away in front of my eyes
and I couldn’t bare to watch. When I tried to swaddle her up
she peed in my hands and screamed in my face.
I left her on her own, squirming on stranger’s floor.
The night train was coming right by stranger’s door
and I jumped onto the caboose. I grew tired and closed my eyes
When I opened them  Isa standing was with me, four again, and I told her
that all of this has to be a secret and for once she didn’t ask why.
We leaned over the railing and watched the tracks shoot out from under us
and disappear into the distance. 
I opened my eyes and Isa was where I left her before,
of course I had to go back. When the train stopped I got off
but I knew it wouldn’t start until morning
so I set out on foot, tracing the tracks back.
It felt like I was walking nowhere,
but in no time I found Isa in a crib
in an empty blue room
in stranger’s house.
Looking around,
I knew that I had once lived there.
But all comfort pissed out of me
when I bent over the crib and saw
that Isa was now a small rabbit.  
Her pelt was too fragile and
peeled away in patches
and I tried to stick it back on.
The crib was infested with black beetles
that bit Isa but she bit them back and swallowed
but they reemerged from a small hole on her haunches.
I was repulsed but I stayed in the blue room.
I loved this little girl.
I knew this would never get better,
I knew I had to take care of her,
I knew there would be no end.
I sat by her side every day,
trying to keep her skin on
and the beetles off.
I awoke every morning to her screaming.