A fight in the night

I had the darkest dream last night

It pinned me to my bed

A humming buzz of blackishness

was leaning o’er my head

Its eyes were but a sickly gleam

Its curtains brushed my chest

Its leathered hands upon my mouth

my heartbeat did arrest

My hands and feet were flailing fast

to break this evil dream

I shouted out, but only cast

a smother-muffled scream.

a squeezing of the throat it gave

I thought I would be killed.

but morning broke this devil’s cave,

this darkness, unfulfilled.



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