The earlier horror leaves DT
a broken drunken man
building smaller worlds within worlds,
boxes within boxes,
memories within smaller memories
to keep the monsters from eating
the shining he has left.
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He is forever moving
to the same room
with different people.
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“We are all dying”, he thinks,
“The world is one big hospice
with fresh air.”
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The calico cat jumps on his bed,
sensing it’s time for the long dream.
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“Nothing to be scared off, it’s just sleep,”
are his last thoughts as he
fondles his sobriety chip before
meeting his father in their shared dark.
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The man takes a drink.
The drink takes a drink.
The drink takes the man.
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In his dreams the world is full of
superheroes, vampires and redrum
reflecting backwards in the mirror.
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He doesn’t end.
He just flys away.
Heaven is full of the shining.
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