Father Out Of Time And Other Stories

The Evil Tree Outside The Window

At night the rain
drops, pouring again falling...
winter moonlight.

At night I walk
the forest roadway, dampened with
The blood of necks.
Severed heads from women
of revolutions gone by.
The oblique blade of doom.
At night I walk.

Reve Diminuee
How I want release
from my nightmares.

In the forest
I am not alone, but with
An evil tree
starring at me in the window
fading in from a beam
of light. Goodnight real world night.
In the forest.

It stares forth
at me as if it knows
my inner secrets.

At other times, one wanders
A house that is like a universe of its own.
An uncharted path of rooms.
With an unseen something, you can sense.
Behind your back.

At night I walk
the forest roadway, dampened with
The blood of necks.
Severed heads from women
of revolutions gone by.
The oblique blade of doom.
At night I walk.

Fleeing this creatures,
that I cannot see,

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