Read a Guardian article, those sabre rattling often try harding to placate upstartlings
Enrage old farts who own farthings
It said that statistics observed an increase in the popularity of horror worlds, terrifying words designed to provoke panted turds
I am not at all surprised that evil’s guises and sickest designs delight our basement minds
When we are confined, our inner desire for outside denied, certain instincts in horror outlets find
When the dark corridor stretches before you, full of demons Solomon didn’t bind
You remain calm from the testing environment the movie made up in your mind
Jung maintains dreams have this function, to approximate futures ahead from our time
That we can rehearse potential trials, hit our mark and without swallowing say our lines
All from the safety and security of one’s bed, all from the safety and security of one’s head
If it’s hideous and otherly an alien will upset all aims but bold the man who first saw suchlike in his mind where he’d made games
You might encounter upon the beach a skeletal revenant in black, his thin whistle of antler bone and tin the only bone he lacks
While you the dreamless sing seamless notes of repulsion, I am as relaxed as man in his own jacks
Think of dreams as a mind rain mac, repulsing the black clouds relieving themselves on our back.
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