I feel him

I feel him

Though fading from black
Back into the distant me
My mind fights for recognition
My monster has visted and left his ugly mark
I wake to grubby black fingers
My sketchpad in hand
Looking into the eyes of sandman
He kiseed my eyes shut
Then licked at the hollows underneath
With rancid tongue
Always penetrating
And i have captured his murky essence in dreamstate
My twighlight hell
The darklord of my gloaming
He reigns with red stick
Poking and prodding at my safe world
Always reminding me
That he is gazing over my shoulder
Watching my body in fetal surrender like a crow
Who flies by night
His terror screech invading all hope of sweet dream