Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Henry Fuseli

Second Sight

my Oldest Dream

Remembering

Hauntingly

I as a Child

In my Boy Hood Home

Hear a Thing That’s Crying

In the Bath Tub Down the Hall

I am Frozen

Filled With Dread

but I Must Know

I Must Go a Head

So I Pull a Side the Sheet

to Find

a Baby Balling

Through Blue Eyes

Looking Up At me

It’s Head Was Detached you See

Laying At Its Feet

It Was Accusing

Like I Had Done This Despicable Deed

Many Years Later

That Scene Would Become Reality

Disturbingly

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