Perverse Imp

Estranged to a lonely room Littered with trash and splattered gloom Fettered and sentenced to early doom Distressed and distraught to a sordid mood Creeps and crawls and stalks at night To make sure the windows latched To make sure the door to match Hope to God to soon to catch Before settling to an unworldly nap Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Late night battered darkness broken Metallic taste in my mouth beholden Bathroom rush with my mouth open Rinse the mouth and nose thus salted Creeps and crawls and stalks at night I never see the imp come or go Only disturbance in light or dark shadow Low to the floor slither and flow Dash under the bed, I don’t really know Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Maybe it is up on the ledge Or under the bed or behind the case Or cowering in a corner or place Peeking out from a closet embrace Creeps and crawls and stalks at night In my dreams I see a sordid face Withered and shriveled and contorted with hate Laronian imp with purpose of fate In my mouth it squirts the paste Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Again I wake and bolt for the sink From the corner of my eye I see the imp He disappears in wink or a blink Invisible to the man with a limp Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Pint sized demon un happily born Raised to hurt and kill with poison Never seen in a man with reason Punished in a life of torture and scorn Creeps and crawls and stalks at night In the darkness I see a leap Up to the ledge an amazing feat For a tiny thing at most two feet Hiding until I fall asleep Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Needles inserted into my feet Slow painful sore legs they do retreat Hope to lord my soul to keep Late at night in darkness deep Creeps and crawls and stalks at night In the blackness I hear a click Grab a sword and after it Under the bed in a squealing fit Damaged with a warbling tweet Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Should I slowly pass away Hopefully my children remember me Horrible taste with it at bay Awakening to a brand new day Creeps and crawls and stalks at night Should I survive to tell a story Of terror, pain and faith and glory Unbelievable unreasonable stodgy and gory Peering in as I swoon with sedated foray Creeps and crawls and stalks at night