Unsleeping 1.) Edit

[TranquillityBase]

Carbonated darkness
where the wire strains
and jaws quiver,
the drawer opens
just a sliver.

Cave interlopers
cascading whispers
on tender hairs,
trying to lure me into
waking nightmares.

Elongated arms
poised over, like a mantis;
fully open drawer,
covers strung amiss.                      I like how this poem develops, except for this single line.  I expected something more startling here.

Swiftly carried
under a pool so deep;
the demon I tried to ward away
already knew--                              why the double hyphens here...is a long pause wanted before final line?
I was asleep.

I've been re-reading this along with some of your later/earlier stuff.  Your poems are kind of like Dali paintings (e.g. the melting watches, etc).  They evoke moods, usually a kind of everyday horror.  At least that's my reaction.