03-16-2022, 10:51 AM
(03-12-2022, 02:23 PM)Semicircle Wrote: 1.) EditWhile I kind of miss the original final stanza, this new one does fit the poem better. Like the change to stanza 3 too.
Carbonated darkness
where the wire strains
and jaws quiver,
the drawer opens
just a sliver.
Cave interlopers
cascading whispers
on tender hairs,
luring me into
waking nightmares.
Elongated arms
poised over: a mantis;
fully open drawer,
scratches along the floor.
People screaming
in the sack,
demon's got me,
can't come back.
TqB

