First Circle: Ghostly, it wings the sky, seeking you.
Second Circle: it perches on your roof, grinding through rooftiles.
Third Circle: it burrows through joists, immaculately unstoppable, before oozing through your ceiling’s dark shadows, knowing where you sleep.
Fourth Circle: it hovers above your bed. It insinuates its way through fabric, your sheets, your nightwear. When it burrows through hot orifices you sometimes mistake it for passion. Or memory.
Fifth Circle: it writhes through your organs seeking your brain. When it eats through the warm bone of your skull you finally sense its existence - and pray you do not wake.
Neville Hunt 6 months ago
Oh my goodness Drew! I’m not sure I dare go to sleep tonight!😱 At the first circle I naively thought it might be a Red Kite, which encircle our house, looking for who knows what. But they’re really pussy cats compared to your creature, scared off by the smallest crows (who are really smart, as Jamie will confirm. Getting into my brain’s though your creature might be hugely disappointed! Brrrr! Terrific drabble sir!
Drew Martyn 6 months ago
Thanks Neville, I wonder what it is.