Wednesday, December 22, 2010

A gentle compliment to loving dream worlds

“Talk back to me again”,
dares the monster that spoke with hands that crept through mud.
He marries dark dampness with a wife of cold storming.
And with this,
Children shake upwards through dreaming,
distrusting brand new visions,
reconstituting evil in those mirror-shaped eyes.

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