Violent waves crash ashore;
in this dream I cannot tell what is real anymore.
I see a figure standing ten feet tall;
the moon obstructed by a beastly maw.
Murmuring questions with a sleepy tongue;
answers haunted me in grim return.
Lobotomizing the entirety of my mind,
the feral creature only spoke with shapes and rhyme.
Poised before me was a legendary hunter.
A ghastly dire-beast, who could tear the world asunder.
Sporting a melancholic expression;
he opens the sealed mouth with a deadly suggestion.
His gums bleeding from pale infection.
Sourcing the problem I ache with poor digestion.
Unable to sniff out sustenance,
his own life-force is leading him astray.
In this nightmare; guilt turns night to day.
Lost in the dark the hunter cannot pray.
Mustering the strength, I mend his pain.
Reaching into the gnarly abyss;
pulling out something of a shame.
Rapturing open wounds; I am fearful of blame.
Crying with a grisly howl.
I am becoming apart of the beast;
and the hunter becomes infused within.
A ritual complete.
The fabric of reality dissipates as the moon weeps.
I rejoice with newly kindled vigor as I exit this plane of existence.
Exalted I am, now I rest my troubled mind.
May this prolific dream endure all of time.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
Violent waves crash ashore;
in this dream I cannot tell what is real anymore.
I see a figure standing ten feet tall;
the moon obstructed by a beastly maw.
Murmuring questions with a sleepy tongue;
answers haunted me in grim return.
Lobotomizing the entirety of my mind,
the feral creature only spoke with shapes and rhyme.
Poised before me was a legendary hunter.
A ghastly dire-beast, who could tear the world asunder.
Sporting a melancholic expression;
he opens the sealed mouth with a deadly suggestion.
His gums bleeding from pale infection.
Sourcing the problem I ache with poor digestion.
Unable to sniff out sustenance,
his own life-force is leading him astray.
In this nightmare; guilt turns night to day.
Lost in the dark the hunter cannot pray.
Mustering the strength, I mend his pain.
Reaching into the gnarly abyss;
pulling out something of a shame.
Rapturing open wounds; I am fearful of blame.
Crying with a grisly howl.
I am becoming apart of the beast;
and the hunter becomes infused within.
A ritual complete.
The fabric of reality dissipates as the moon weeps.
I rejoice with newly kindled vigor as I exit this plane of existence.
Exalted I am, now I rest my troubled mind.
May this prolific dream endure all of time.
