Amid my restive slumber
tangled in linens,
Morpheus' hand did pass o'er
a vision unto me like the maw of a beast.
A stranger did come and in their form,
shapeless and obscure,
uttered my name as clear as day
without another word.
I drew back in terror
and the name rung out,
hanging limply in the dusk.
Extending a hand with lifeless eyes,
waiting for my trust.
I fled away,
my naked feet bleeding on the earth.
Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 10:18 PM UTC
Amid my restive slumber
tangled in linens,
Morpheus' hand did pass o'er
a vision unto me like the maw of a beast.
A stranger did come and in their form,
shapeless and obscure,
uttered my name as clear as day
without another word.
I drew back in terror
and the name rung out,
hanging limply in the dusk.
Extending a hand with lifeless eyes,
waiting for my trust.
I fled away,
my naked feet bleeding on the earth.
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