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yet we creep up silent as shadows intent on unburdening our weights heavily they sit on your slumbering brow seeping into your unsuspecting ears whispering in no language but our own and yours unlocking the doors you have no way to bolt shut pleasing ourselves with your displeasure secure only about unbalancing what you so carefully stacked too high at night scuttling about with our black sacks full of your empty thought where bad is thick with luck try as you might we bid you wait like ropes dangling freedom to wrath cutting through swathes of long grass to find the well beaten paths abandoned by weak arms lamely lying limp as sloths beyond recall in pits of harm which with a slight push we slip you down your bedroom window open thinking that would keep us away but our breath is shallow faces there in an unblinking sway emerging with more than you know for you are the fool to be this way ready to meekly follow asleep and at our mercy hahaha hello we revel in your past misdemeanours too small mountains you cannot surpass weep as many demons as you will we travel the underpass shoulders heaving against our pull tattooed trees skirts stained from trailing ghouls yes we sink into listening with you oblivious to surreal screams padding ever closer on queue staging midnight soliloquies footprints elbowed from view on the side of your bed sheets you'd rather not go yet we whisper no threats we're only dreams you know
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
We lumber in encumbered light
yet we creep up silent as shadows intent on unburdening our weights heavily they sit on your slumbering brow seeping into your unsuspecting ears whispering in no language but our own and yours unlocking the doors you have no way to bolt shut pleasing ourselves with your displeasure secure only about unbalancing what you so carefully stacked too high at night scuttling about with our black sacks full of your empty thought where bad is thick with luck try as you might we bid you wait like ropes dangling freedom to wrath cutting through swathes of long grass to find the well beaten paths abandoned by weak arms lamely lying limp as sloths beyond recall in pits of harm which with a slight push we slip you down your bedroom window open thinking that would keep us away but our breath is shallow faces there in an unblinking sway emerging with more than you know for you are the fool to be this way ready to meekly follow asleep and at our mercy hahaha hello we revel in your past misdemeanours too small mountains you cannot surpass weep as many demons as you will we travel the underpass shoulders heaving against our pull tattooed trees skirts stained from trailing ghouls yes we sink into listening with you oblivious to surreal screams padding ever closer on queue staging midnight soliloquies footprints elbowed from view on the side of your bed sheets you'd rather not go yet we whisper no threats we're only dreams you know
by Anthony Williams
#dreams#nightmares#slumber
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
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