You are the Night Terror.
Sweat-drenched nightmare sharer.
You are the Light Bender.
Presence felt, blocking Sol’s sender.
A shape darkly rendered.
The Sun laments you: lie,
lost. You made the betraying try,
attempt, obfuscate, die.
© CGT, 2017.
Obol is a poet and an infrequent writer of prose.