Cuboid Face and The Mom

Fixed gaze at the painting,
something held her in thrall.
Her eyes told something moved;
the cuboid face 
started speaking,
the snake uncoiled.

Screamed,
a howl to be saved,
from imminent bite.

Cuboid face laughed,
a mirthless laugh.
She screamed-
not knowing 
what frightened her.

Pitch dark city,
bathed in neon lights.
Illuminated arranged scenes;
drowned reality in its glare.

She screamed-
lost her reality.
But, then felt a kick
in her belly.
She calmed down.
Placed hands on her bump
and found her reality-
she would be a mom.

The baby resided inside,
yet, the mother stepped out.

Cuboid dread suspended.
Picture snake still hiss, 
yet no bite.
Made up scenes lit up;
yet, they no longer had her.