Accusation

Dark dream at five o’clock
Like incoming Bandits
Stealing sleep

Kicking you awake
Robbing any chance
To greet the day
On equal terms

The tube of darkness
Has been broached
And seeps crablike
Into the crevice
That was secret

Unstopped playback
Backs up the first
Assault

But what really
Gets to you is
Self-generated
Uncontrolied
Shrinkage