Oh beast be calm that treads the paths
twisting through my mind.
Release me from your claws that grip,
teeth like sharpened tine.
Allow that I might look away from
eyes that never close,
Begone I beg and leave me to the world
that I have chose.
Lay still your roar that echoes, reaching
deep within my bones.
Set me free to soar untethered and dream
on sleeps sweet throne.
Why beckon me with past regrets, clad
in 'should have beens',
Or fantasies that cannot stand, construed
of wheres and whens.
Fly O wicked silhouette whose source
lies out of sight,
Leave me to my reveries, blissful somnolence