Limes

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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