An athlete, a warrior, an artist.
Sometimes in the dead of nightTired limbed and bleary eyedBehind a screen or under ruckI think I hear your calm sigh Sometimes when men sleepAnd ghosts roam the landDreams awake I feel you nearUpon my arm your gentle hand Sometimes in pain I cry outAlone and spent, a shellThen warmth upon my cheekA taste, a … Continue reading Sometimes
I saw the shadow upon the stair, The long and spidery Slender Man. In haste he flew to catch the door But flickering street light foiled his plan. It caught his shadow on the wall And fixed it just beyond my gaze. I nodded, caught, and dragged again, And slowly blinked back my daze. The stub … Continue reading Slender Man
The Sparkly-Eyed Man 