The Nightmare rang my ears...

The nightmare roamed my ears,

whispered so slow

and seeped into my fingers,

gnawing my verses.

It was the horror rending me

-to me, to you, to lyrics-

Silence. There’s no. I'm not.

I saw their feared odors

tangling in my nails.

I could not rip more

its solid whispers!

I quietly, waiting.

What did my body expect?

One breath, the earth.

The shaking of the legs,

the crisp of my veins

or a quiet buzz

to close the door.