Night Terror
Submitted by: Q’pid
There’s a longing in my head,
an emptiness in my bed.
A rush of fantastical tomorrows while zombies nip at my legs.
Magical wonders abound yet unease creeps into the crowd.
Harking...
begging to be heard,
drizzling sweet nothing that recede and reverb.
Vampire holocaust outside my window pane...
asteroids and Mayan profits bombard my brain.
Lions and tigers and men and lygers...
O the horror that has become me.
