An Attack Of The Alones Poem by chris dawson

An Attack Of The Alones



claustrophobic cloak of night
envelops all remaining will
and saps the light once held within
I lie confined in silence, still.

straddles, pins my arms, my chest
chill gives way to glazing sweat
3am cocooned alone
no sign of dawning freedom yet

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