Delirium Tremens

Off the wall my feverish demons jump
And skirt about the edges of the room
Mocking my sleeplessness with levity
While I coil like a snake in a fiendish tomb

Cold sweat like clear lava bubbles
On my brow and down my spine
Muffled thumps or shrieking wails
Discernable sounds of an evil kind

Half in sleep or haphazard flight
Malevolent tentacles cleave me down
Tormented by these Hellish frights

In catacombs black, stuffy underground
I flail my limbs in futile dispute
At luminous eyes of a Satanic hound