Night Terrors
A Poem
Endless slide into autumnal night
Black hand rooted in EVIL
Eternal fog of blasphemous past deeds screams
Vituperative diatribe directed at false old friends
Pattern between unrelated things
Noesis
Apprehension of a lost thing
Wandering
Inability to remember
Quixotic death proceeds spring
I think this really captures of the feel of nightmares or night terrors. I love the picture and the imagery in the language, including false old friends. Sometimes you just have to wonder about people. Great poem.
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