The horse that ran through the night
Galloping she drowns my dreams and wail in terror
On black wings in the night, pewter eyes
That do look at me in dangers despise.
The angel who rode this horse, evil is her face
Round and red like tomatoes and decaying rots
to be thrown at witches’ humiliation
then put on the stake like a sausage
While a Valkyrie chooses her warriors
foreboding their imminent journey to Valhalla,
I shall go to hell and marry satan
Bastard, sick and evil minded, just like me
Yet my nightmares were graced with angels
With black wings and black horses
And the devil chasing after them with a trident
Epitome of Poseidon loose on the brazen lands.
To this I could only laugh
With the strenuous conception of Eve
The children’s minds have faded
The commiseration was terminal...
Melanie DeichertMesedea
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreaming-of-night-mares/
