#could've used this as the web poem for the the magnus archives poems but noooo i'll get to that (<- delusional about my own productivity)

[irritablepoe]

Syrup Nightmares

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close your ever-watching eyes,

perceiving only lonely darkness

like radio silence behind shut lids.

to you, sleep tells dirty lies and lies beyond

what you could ever caress

with nothing but violence

filling your tired mind

and calloused hands.

between your roughened fingers

spider webs form

and cling to what’s to be held

closer than hats in a storm.

and beyond the web loss lingers,

desperate to catch your syrup dreams

sweet from exhaustion,

but permeated with distortion.

you’ll not find the door to your dreams unlocked.

but once you’ll split it with the axe of a devil

he‘ll have a night of terrors

correcting your foolish errors.

nightmares are worse when awake

and at last only the spider's embrace

can put you to sleep with candy poison.

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