Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Those 3 am demons

It cuts,
the blade of night;
strips bare the skin,
exposes those old wounds,
sharpening itself
against the bitter words
that echo in the darkness of the soul.
The beasts of jealousy and despair
awaken in the gloom
and lumber forth to battle,
clawing sleep from eyelids
desperate to close;
circling round, baring their teeth,
and stirring long-dead fears to life again.

* * * (With thanks to the folks at Carry On Tuesday)

1 comment:

Maureen said...

Hope no Freddie Kruger is around.

Seriously, though, I like the image created by "blade of night", and those verbs that bump up against each other. I can only imagine how the "beasts of jealousy and despair" must look. Too awesome together.