Cauchemardesque

Baroque tinted clouds

Herded from the horizon by the wind

Driven by the thundering howling trams

Toward the fractured cliff

Tangled in the spiky hallowed forest of the night kingdom

In the a daliesque infinite plain of terror

Alive with scaly hands gargoylesque creatures

Exhausted by the fight with the dreamonics

Trying to throw me over the precipice

Into the infinite black waters of the nightmare

Titanesque fight leaving me shivering with shallow breathing

On the beach of dawn.

©L. Bailliet

6/1/12