Nightmare In Oak Street

The town clock strikes twelve In dim bedroom sleepy mind does delve A haunting face beckoning, scars sinned Her hair blowing in the wind Dark inside the enchanting mirror deep Past life breaks the glass blood begins to seep Fire in green eyes forked tongue grips my lips Feet begin to melt, courage leaves and dips The siren drifts around my head, arms, and mind Screams and screams for sanity to find Drained face, spine chilled bloodless white Fear grips throat in silent night A blinding glint from flashing steel Ferocious howls am I her sexual meal I push away hands go thru bones- o m g From the mirror more dancing clones Rivers of sweat, moaning, teeth clatter Bones close in as they eyeless chatter Claws push hard into frozen cheeks Tongue rough licks like the dreaded geeks I awake into the face of my hound and ‘shout “Who let the dog out, who let the dog out “ Thank god mans best friend really does care He knew I was only having an awful nightmare”