Oblivion

A Tower, Dark

I see the eyes of the dragon.

It is four past midnight

and he's in the dark half

of the dead zone

of my past.

He banishes my misery

with the shining of his look,

and my nightmares and dreamscapes

run through the long walk

to oblivion.

Now I live different seasons

and I feel the cycle 

of the werewolf in my soul

will soon reach the stand.

Concurso “Simon Says: KingCrostic” 

Editorial Simon & Schuster Online

Cuarto Puesto, 2003