Moonlit
moonlight lined
windows bright
under-blind
reaching so frantically
thin fingers stretched like prayers
petal-pale, whitening sea
staggers with swimming brain
splaying its palms to yield
shines acutely as pain
makes the room bleak, thin, sickened with light
suffusing through the air cool as clay
unwelcome guest gentle in the night
sticks to the walls like satiny sweat
curls claws into softened recesses
stark, desperate silenced silhouette
frightens the sheets to wide jagged peaks
like monstrous angels crumpled in dust
alone in sombre light, a door creaks
Copyright © Jess Harris | Year Posted 2021
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