• To no avail I try to sleep.

    Each notorious night and dreadful day

    These colorful fey pull me into the dark deep

    And each time they succeed my mind frays.

    These nightmares are unbelievably foul.

    They never cease to torment

    With swarming obnoxious owls.

    Their broken beaks are impossibly pungent.

    A passive aggressive lynx

    Lies in the shadow of bats

    A sharp tongued, riddling Sphinx

    Perked itself up and into my happiness it spat.

    These reoccurring terrors make me cry

    If they do not stop soon I am afraid I will die.