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Lo! Beware! The Nightman has cometh again. His long pincered legs used to scuttle towards me, black nightmares pumped fast through carnivorous veins, as his exoskeleton: the moon, enslaved. He spindled his thread, turned my skin gray, my eyes red. Lethal snares held tight a soul begging for sleep. And now the Nightman cometh slow. But why? What hath changed? He prowls the maze of my bedridden brain: his thin legs limp one after two after eight, his once strong silken web has sputtered, stalled out, his shining armor seems to be in eclipse. It is a parasitic relationship and the host is dying out.                                                         .
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
A Lack of Sleep III: The Nightman Cometh
Lo! Beware! The Nightman has cometh again. His long pincered legs used to scuttle towards me, black nightmares pumped fast through carnivorous veins, as his exoskeleton: the moon, enslaved. He spindled his thread, turned my skin gray, my eyes red. Lethal snares held tight a soul begging for sleep. And now the Nightman cometh slow. But why? What hath changed? He prowls the maze of my bedridden brain: his thin legs limp one after two after eight, his once strong silken web has sputtered, stalled out, his shining armor seems to be in eclipse. It is a parasitic relationship and the host is dying out.                                                         .
The phrase "The Nightman Cometh" is taken from the TV show "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia"
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
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