haunted hours
when my ghosts
emerge from
the ether
waltz
in slow rotation
through my memory
music
only they can hear
skeletal orchestra

backside of the night
when my demons
come out to play
leapfrog through
my dreams
like rowdy children
with fangs
with talons
Red Rover
Red Rover
shall we play
hide and seek?

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