Wednesday, February 18, 2015

sandstorm phantom


In his tortured eyes-
sheer terror!
Devout apparition
wrapped tightly in sheath
dark red and camouflage
amongst the blackness
what consequence affirms
your endless grief?
Appear before
the naked tribunal
a nightly sojourn
to spook the diurnal
fantasize we know
your modus operandi
but no esoteric knowledge
do ghostly lips feature
in your rage,
incessant phantasm,
its a just solution
you neglect to see
I watch your visage
float by serenely
your intangible teeth
bared in scowl or glee?

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