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EGO, SOMNUM EXTERRERI V: WENDIGO

Running in circles in my head
I feel a growing dread
A poem unwritten
A climax unfinished

Of darkness I cannot be freed
These shadows peering back at me

Sought the tatters in the wind
They lead to where I've been
See it's spreading from the door
Our home beneath the floor

Though my art justified the means
She sees my face on the tele
And the look does accuse
I know that it's no use

This world collapses in the air tonight
What have you got behind your back?
Is there something you're holding back?
This life in flashes of the chair tonight
What will you do when you're alone?
You know the options I have shown

She found the sickness I keep
Those eyes that pierced the deep

And the trophies I abandoned
There, by the bookshelf
Awaiting a departed friend
No returns

Even though I fled the scene
I never really left that place
A nightmare formed from the dream
But it was not mine I chased

The present I left was quickly retrieved
They know my kind, the bruise on their knees
Crawling to know what it means

My love lay naked under filtered light
It's such a wonderful view
Of juxtoposed red and blue

'Mind sharpened, killed the facade
The false life I failed to live
The sun, my executioner
Hungering from my personal abyss
The blood grows stale within me
I accept this change...'