• dawnykins59 5w

    I can hear Black Death whispering my name.
    I get up and the shut windows, lock the door.
    Yet, the hoarse whisper still harkens the same.
    Was it my imagination, as my feet hit the floor?

    I am naturally frightened and hesitant.
    Silently debating if I'm actually dreaming.
    I am stock-still and lock-jawed reticent.
    As my mind is zealously screaming.

    Surely, my head is resting on my pillow.
    Yet, I'm unsure if my eyes are wide open or shut.
    Certainly, one element I firmly know,
    a Category 7 is fiercely brewing in my gut.

    Isn't an alarming nightmare more probable?
    If I am awake now, I must be wide-eyed, mouth gaping.
    Are my consequences more likely fatal?
    Or, is Black Death just actually stalking?

    I'm of the belief that I'm really laying prone,
    in a total state of massive confusion and unrest.
    And, it's still present, the consistent whispering drone.
    Black Death is still on its macabre quest.

    Regardless of my outcome this night,
    I want this truth to be truly known...
    Although this has filled me with fright,
    while on earth, I was blessed...I've been truly shown.

    d. nelson 10/20/2020
    ©dawnykins59
    ©GiGi60

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