Nightmare
Muciferous, mud-dwelling
creature of dream,
squatting by the door, the only
exit. In the dark, in the
webby places, I find him. He
is at times all the terror
I've spent my life constructing.
He is, at times, my only hope.
God help us all, poor humans
caught between wish and
want, loving only the door, the
dream, the only exit.
