Nightmare Calling
Nightmare Calling
This poem was written in 2000. I have no idea what headspace I was in at this point. I also wouldn’t say this is reflective of how I can write now in 2018.
Dare you face me?
Dare your fight?
It doesn’t matter.
To stand
Hide or run
To find you
Catch you.
That I may
Tear at your soul,
Grind your bones beneath my feet,
Skin you to the core!
I come.
Perhaps,
I am here.
