Nightmare
on Sheila Ash (India), 17/Nov/2014 06:11, 34 days ago
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Awaiting the arrival of sleepthe toys are boxed away.Eyelids heavy in their droop and fallcaressing the pillowlulling the duvet soft cocoon to peace.Breathing inBreathing outDeeplyRegularlyRhythmicallyThe patter of rain pits the glassThe gust of wind the curtain flapsAn owl hoots, heraldingthe grey tentacles of nightthat stretch out like an old man’s fingerswizened and wrinkledspindly and spottedthey crawl along the wallacross the floorto reachto lingeron the bedjust long enoughto make him stirand scream.© Sheila Ash, 2014ashramblings
