Nighttime’s Unwanted Visitors
Midnight visits with feeble jaws,
while my teeth grind on white
my head has awaken, my body
A house is clouded with
my ghosts. Beautiful,
Numbing my legs with
a chainsaw gaze, I am barely breathing
Her pale hands reach out
my frozen plan. I am barren, dry of
The daylight brings demons enough, but
escape the night.
It comes as expected. Never without
cold sweats. Always.
soaked with paralysis, drenched
with the past.