Poetry Chapbook 09

I hear her when I go to sleep
with Richard Bear held tight to keep
the dark sounds of her sobs at bay –
Please God make her go away.

She comes to see me in my dreams
with empty eyes and stifled screams
I don’t know what she wants to say –
Please God make her go away.

She brings me bottles: poisoned wine
and yellow mushrooms for to dine
Her scent upon my pillow lay –
Please God make her go away.

She cries and scratches at the wall
and tried to make the mortar fall
I want to help her if I may –
Please God make her go away.