Fires fly as fire-flies fight away
dreams of dark dragons.
Mother made me make a
Promise. Pray, play, pen poems
She said. Surely, silence shall not save
A boy bloodied in bed by biting bats.
Taking tranquilizers to tame the tiny tyrants
I quiver, quietly questioning my quagmire.
Crying cannibals creeping from catacombs
Come closer and cruelly
Feed me forbidden fantasies.
Terror. Tranquilizers. Twins this time.
Stunned. Spineless. I shit sandstones.
Fat fires fly as fine fire-flies fight away
dreams of dark dragons deviling with dreadful demons.
Lost, lying lifeless, looking no longer
Sleep slowly steals my sanity
Satan, sneering, satisfied, silently steals my soul.