The Raft of the Medusa (1818-1819) by Théodore Géricault

“The Thousand Deaths Within”

I’ve experienced my death a thousand times as I hide behind the guise of someone more wise. My flesh is eaten by boundless lies.

I am the incapable captain, staring at troubled skies. My befuddled heart sinks on a vessel full of grisly cries.

The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (from Los Caprichos, 1799) by Francisco Goya

“The Paradox of Fear”

You cause me much fright, as you prowl so deadly in flight; So much so I recoil from what I sight.

I’d welcome being less aware, less scared in the mess of your “good night.”

Your stare so unfair as you administer such a sinister invite.

Leave me alone!” I pleaded, clawing for the light.

However, my nightmares scare me with delight.