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“Unholy by Stewart Stafford Horrors walk from out a dream, Apparitions dare reality’s seam, Gnarly fingers excavate blame, Sanity stolen in a hellish flame. No way to think or even breathe, Or kind worldly goods bequeath, For Time’s skeletal fingers snap, Catching souls in a fiendish trap. Visions boxed, then assail again, A phantom grin is no one’s friend, Gasp out awakening perspiration, Sun falls in creeping desperation. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Unholy by Stewart Stafford
Horrors walk from out a dream,
Apparitions dare reality’s seam,
Gnarly fingers excavate blame,
Sanity stolen in a hellish flame.
No way to think or even breathe,
Or kind worldly goods bequeath,
For Time’s skeletal fingers snap,
Catching souls in a fiendish trap.
Visions boxed, then assail again,
A phantom grin is no one’s friend,
Gasp out awakening perspiration,
Sun falls in creeping desperation.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.