Nightmare's Dream

Silent screams
locked in frozen
cages of myrrh
a reflection
of their undoing
still stored
in each eye

cut needles of hair
pierce spines
as intravenous oil
drips from machines
of flesh
groans, rumbling
muffled sounds
squeak empty veins

Go to! banished
divided, in fear
they are trapped
falling forever
they are no match
for nightmare's horn
that impales
forgetful hope

hard hearts
crush the brave
engulfing all in a
bottomless tunnel
from which no light
escapes