"Terrors and Mirrors" 8 - 12 - 06
when i pull closed
the blinds of my mind
the nightmare begins
flashing and passing and gassing my mind
these terrors are a mirror but inferior
to the torments twisting my tangent reality
i'm fisting and fighting and reveling in fright
these images are installed in a fragile eye
burned to a retina that recalls only relapses
now tell me daddy, daddy tell me
daddy are they dead, are they gone
can you protect my insides
can you shelter my mental hide
i'm trapped inside
the blinds of my mind
refusing to unshutter
daddy, tell me
tell me daddy, please
...are they gone?