At the Mercy of Mares
As your eyes lay to rest the beasts awaken
materializing in your bedroom
climbing up the bedposts
Lingering near your head
as if to spy on your dreams
and laugh at the prospect of twisting them
Suddenly, the beasts pounce in unison
clawing at your chest
seizing your cheerful visions and sanity
They dance across your ribcage
throwing off the steady beat of your heart
sending shockwaves of fear through your bones
Your mind is at the mercy of mares
gripping your imagination
until consciousness drives them out
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