shadows from the ceiling fan

shadows from the ceiling fan
cast specters on my sheets
they tug and they crawl and
they pry and they scratch
to get to me

my world is drawn up, up, up
into the gnashing razors
opening a vein to the demon
seems the easiest solution
give it what it wants and
maybe it will leave

through the looking glass
I heard no snow, it was only ice
from the talons of the queen
she has the reins to the
demon wrapped tightly
around her wrist

lay in wait for them both and
surprise them in their lair
discover the fitting end for them
both and work your magic

— GB

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