Other Side

Spilled mist in the midnight corners. Draughts are fluttering the curtains Draughts can talk. Steps, whispers, clatter and distant growls. Doppelganger of your mother in the next-door room Prayers in delirium, but after that Someone will choke you at night. The subtle world has opened a portal. The subtle world will crush the undeserving. And here is something that never was in flesh. Sudden smell of a soil and mildew, And here is something that once had flesh also. I need no other summoning – I dwell in the scent of distraction. The old sickness-ridden and the young rames are my food. Thickness of ape fear won`t allow you to insight into me. Sudden smell of a soil and mildew, And here is something that once had flesh also. The barrier is broken, the portal is open. Witching hour! O, hear my distant night chants. I have two toys – will and fear. I portray knot of winds in my fist and vanish in the nothingness.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025