Darkness loiters the corner store
Across the street from my home
Like a vagabond high strung beneath midnight shadows
A magician of sorts- He stands still
Aware that his presence is unknown
Yet his spirit breaks free at night

Darkness crept through my window
Replacing once radiant sunbeams
He evaporated my senses recklessly
Approaching me with a vicious grin
I went to speak but my words disintegrated
He replied- *It's time your dreams begin