Pleasant Dreams Affright

A WORLD of weighty oppressive darkness blotting out the hope of dreams.

Pleasant Dreams Affright


Popcorn visions unwarily float
atop the yawning depths beneath
as when Titanic met her berg
and biting belly of the deep.

Hungrily chewing its greedy gulps;
to watery pine box resting place,
when swallowed gurgling by yearning maw,
those looming weighty fathoms take.

Pursuits of love and gold forget.
The promise be one of screaming swells.
Inhale green darkness' lonely tomb
as water-chasm muffling tolling bells.

Embrace the heavy sunken grave.
Extinguish the glow of the buried eyes
in dreams of arid spacious scenes
and parched adjacent spaces lie

like lazy apricots basking in sun
taunting of joy to a shivering mind
where fleeting traces of life once lived
gain sorrows of emptiness their only find.

Perils impaled and doom run red
soaking in a Rotting becoming remains.
What once was, forever will be,
a fate of fright gone white as paste.