Fay Slimm.

Self-Imposed.

 

 

Self-Imposed.

 

Night has now arrived from distant places
with uncivilized black covered in silence.
Fox interrupts in shrieks of impatience
as tiny vole\'s craft outpaces his guile.

Mis-timed a gull cackles to make hairs
              on my hand shake as wing-beat stops.              
An owl hoots and hunger-eyed stares
in the window to victimize me by shock

Fearful this panic of spluttering candle
light-less I pan to catch fanciful shapes.
Day succumbs and chamber left lampless
I must battle \'gainst self-imposed wraithes.