photo credit: ®DS Fading Lines via photopin (license)
All just faces amongst the trees.
These illusions we don’t want to believe.
The madness and violence of dreams –
Insomniac visions, streetlight projection on walls,
Winter winds stirring the childhood bogeyman to life again.
Night flights, fever and tears, evils that breed in my mind.
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.
Advertisements
