Ruminations

I think I might be getting worse – seeing things out the corner of my eye focused towards the all engulfing darkness lashing out – thin tendrils engorged full with spite merciless cthullian mammoth tentacles crushing my ribs forcing the last ounce of air from my lungs wheezing out a pitiful wail as a death…

Night Sounds

do you lie awake listening to the night sounds to the mating calls of lonely crickets raccoons in rubbish wind howling through shrubs past brick and mortar muffled against the exterior of insulated cocoons creaking apartments echoing with the noise of running toilets beeping malfunctioning smoke detectors groaning beds beneath the weight of undulating bodies…