Gnacht Mare

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Like a full bladder in a dream,

You are a searing inducer

Unfurling fitful terrors

Of metaphorical horses

Galloping skinless

Through murky nights

Braying and bucking

Stampeding through my subconscious

Hooves ricocheting, like my hammering head

A clamorous thunder of venal surge

To accompany the electrical storms in my mind

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