Lost images

Lost images of the night

soften the starkness of days

cushioning sharp thorns of fright

as the drum of life plays

Melting sleep absorbed by my pillow

Darkness' water bathes closed eyes

With dawn, hope steams in billows

in the light, shadowy illusion dries

Naked, now lit head to toe

A sunbeam razor flays fantasy's skin

Dreams like clotting blood flow

in reflective pools of denied sin