The Living Nightmare

In rage the feminine ideal
The butterfly that melts at touch
The now-offending precedent
Who’s overlong and overmuch

The living nightmare in its time
The riders on the cormorant
The sepulcher that houses fear
And cries for help
Reverberant


Image credit : © Agsandrew | Dreamstime.com – Butterfly Dreams

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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