Nightmare - 1 Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Nightmare - 1



Nightmare - 1

There be a sun detached from other sun
That roams
In high dark roams

Under the cusp of darkness and white light

The same sound
Sibilant songs of night and spirits white
When the high winds roar against the cliffs
In old Mtahleb

Here
Here in this House of Solitude
I hear in tune with the roars
The bones of skeleton feet rattling up

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