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Antihistamine Dreams with a Little Touch of Grendel in the Night
Silence is here
I shine a light into the night
I see an eye an eye sees me
It seems to see inside of me
It seems to see what I might be
It sees in me a recipe
A single eye it seems to blink
It’s not a deer I dream, I fear
And now a mist I dream, I think
Slips from the wood across the field
In silence slips it flows, it dips
It comes this way I must not stay
I see the eye the eye sees me
I feel its breath I feel its death
I cannot move I cannot wake
I cannot walk I cannot take
A step, a step a saving step
The dream won’t end
The dream won’t end
The dream won’t end
The caesura divisions might not have survived the transfer.
“A little touch of Grendel in the night” is a takeoff of “a little touch of Harry in the night” in Henry V.
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