As obscurity prevails,
and the dark moon sets
the tone,
while the shadow still
entrails
with the nightmare in
my home.

A simple, even childish
fear,
slowly, but surely on
the trace
dimming the light as it
nears,
chuckles as it sees my
face.

With a grasp, long as
the night
and a mouth lusting for
blood,
grabs, expecting little
fight
growls, as a monster should.

A nightmare! I'm shocked!
It's been too long...
I haven't had these in
a while...
And as my head rests -
the same old song,
a music box with sounds
too vile.