the hunger of dream

the sky was heavy with rain
and the every soul
in the city tosses and turns
in the grips of nightmare
in the morning
over coffee and loud yawns
the receding vision
of turbulent seas
and the things lurking
deep in the darkness
blind eyes and gaping jaws
the cold pressing in
the dizzying loss of direction
pulled farther into depths
where beasts that know no fear
just an ever present hunger
each crackling tongue of light
or rumble of thunder
flashes images of death
in unfathomable darkness
the ever present adrenalized fear
starved shrunken lungs
only pierced by sounding alarms
an entire city paralyzed
by the dreams of the dark ones
bleeding through into reality

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