Black Dog Days

[tectak]

Edit 1a. Philatone,billy

Black dog lies beside my bed
and dreams his dreams inside my head.
In precious time when black dog sleeps,
I lie awake whilst dread thoughts creep
into the black of black dog night ,
into the hopeless morning light,
into the next of ever days.

Black dog stalks me. Turn, he’ll follow!
He shadows dawn, makes dark tomorrow.
Coming suns are burning fires,
in darkest nights are funeral pyres,
in bright spring days a piercing beam,
in summers warm a blinding gleam;
in to the next of ever days.

Black dog faithful by my side,
He walks in shade, a constant guide.
His will prevails, I bow to him;
I turn my way but he will win.
I turn again and strain the leash
and I am dragged away from peace,
into the next of ever days.

Black dog breathes and fills my air
with stench of fear and deep despair.
Black dog growls in dreams he owns,
I feel his teeth abrade my bones,
I feel his eyes upon me fixed,
I feel his hot, abrasive licks
and I am him in ever days.

Tectak June 2011

Posted after a suitable delay following the suggestion by heslopian.
previously posted elsewhere and not yet mauled.