I
sit back relax and breathe
let
the feelings wash over me
on
my tongue a world is bequeathed
I
sit back relax and breathe
no
sky above or ground beneath
intense
sensations break free
I
sit back relax and breathe
let
the feelings wash over me
awoke
the killer inside my mind
he
takes control when I'm sleeping
pleasure
and pain we've combined
awoke
the killer inside my mind
when
I'm awake he's kept confined
in
my head I feel him creeping
awoke
the killer inside my mind
he
takes control when I'm sleeping
only
a dream
a
nightmare that left me aghast
only
a dream
where
Death echoed a silent scream
the
beast in me was free at last
quickly
the body count amassed
only
a dream
was
I dreaming?
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- Triolets / Rondelet Poem
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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