I chuckle at horror,
Festering terrors.
Coiling,
Sticky thumps against the spine.
Hundred-toothed grin,
Peering in through dark windows.
Demure smiles.
Sickly claws,
Prying open shutters.
Until naught was left to hide a demon.
Monochromatic creature?
Where did you come from?
What use is a dozen arms,
And a hundred teeth?
Sharp and chattering.
Peeling at the frame.
Shall I feed you,
Monster?
Devote my flesh and blood,
To thy sustenance?
Or are you merely another nightmare,
Conjured for my dreams.
Another thing to kill?
Come,
Predator.
Come.
I’m not prey.
One Thousand Nightmares.
