Darkness Creeps

Flicker
Eyes open
Twitch
We turn, we gaze at the imperfect cracked white paint,
Now a dull haze in the dark
We sit. We stretch.
Creatures dance across the walls
Black shapes twist and turn through the air

Huddle
Cloth pulled tight under chin
Legs bunched fiercely to chest
We lay still again. We breathe, close eyes, relax?
Flicker
Breathe. Lay. Ignore.
Black shapes looming, black shapes approaching.
Ignore. Lay. Ignore.

Flicker
We hiss in agitation. Spring towards the lamp
Stare a moment, stare at the black shapes, the shadows waiting for the darkness
Before the satisfying click
Plunging the room into light

They are not real

We lay back in stillness. In silence.
Ignoring the doubts, ignoring the dark shapes
Concealed in the bleak blankness of the predatory dark.

With the light on the shapes pull back.
All is still
We lay, close eyes, prepare for dreams again.

'We are the children of the night
We are the ones of waking sleep'

Flicker
Ignore. Close eyes. Ignore.