death whispered in my ear last night
she stole in through the screen
dancing the lace curtains in
interrupting a shadowed sleep
uninvited, she cautiously happened
just a slip of darkened breath,
a shadow over the moonlight
hovering on my wall
in these diseased and weighted times
her shouts of raucous laughter
have echoed bitter down
desolate, stark streets
and garishly lit hallways
but this evening, she sweetly whispered
in my slumbering ear
as she gently caressed my cheek
and woke me with a personal taunt
a secret just shared
I lie awake breathing,
wondering, bleeding,
anxiously waiting