Savage Night

The pedantic night owl sharpens ears.

Fear impregnates,

Grows fat.

Silence cackles.

Children hide beneath their blankets.

Crooked shadows arrest,

Snaring, creeping,

Like an evil night ivy.

Felt worms wriggle,

Grow strong on little hatreds.

A broken alley gnashes plaque fangs.

The staring mountain range scowls its gruff face.

Witchery claws scrape across the mute desert.

Some scythe in undertaker garments highlights moonlight.

Suckling rapids pour down toxic drains.

A gnarled soul suffocates in a sea of blood,

Clogged by obstructive clots

Submerged muffles erupt from groggy bubbles,

With unforeseen enthusiasm.

A tiny voice,

Backed against smoke stained blue brick,

Cornered,

Calls for help on high.