After reading Esther Newton’s post about the Stephen King ‘Bazaar of Bad Dreams’ competition, I wrote the following poem. Kiss in the Dark Night is clad in velvet Sleep has masked your eyes The ticking clock is fading To mark the day’s demise Your leaden limbs are sinking Into the bed’s embrace When you feel […]
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