O at the Edges

Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.

Nightmare Charm

To awaken undisturbed

or at all

I unclench my fist
freeing darkness.

How to transcribe the dead’s tune?

They float

within they float

within,
fear’s cascading grip transcending sleep

“Nightmare Charm” first appeared here in May 2016.

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