Treasure Island

Poetheart (back)

(05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

Fred Krueger Bang!


I have no time to sleep
even to dream or have a nightmare
inside my head
has a knot of skeletal fractures

they talk with me and shake your bracelets
calls itself Fred
and whisper when i dare fall
and bang bang i am in the floor

promising to me to turn into a Krueger flash
and another
BANG in my head
i open my eyes in suffering


skeletal bones shaking my bed
and the drums announcing FRED
make me terrified
in this painful and lonely night

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/18/2013 10:29:00 AM)

    Yes, sometimes lonely night do terrify us and force us to spend sleepless night..I think reading a book especially the one which is not interesting to read, is good as one may feel sleepy by looking at it.
    Beautiful write. Loved it. (Report) Reply

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