Morning Wood

Don't sleep tight but

Fear the night

Rusty fir claws

Scratch your window

Old log in the yard

Walks and shuts your door

Dust from the shelves

Raining on the floor

Shiver, clutch your

Pillow in hands

Silver web and twigs

Bind your pretty home

Roots entangle footsteps

Ripping them from the ground

Your house tonight will roam

Curl up

Under trembling blanket

Oh, the monstrous trees

Carry you away

Ugly oaken smiles

Grinning through windows

Won't let you wake

Until the dawn of day

Trapped in middle of the woods

No neighbours around

Trapped with your cozy hut

All alone, all is gone

Sunrise, and you behold

The perfect sight

Of the mighty, still and cursed

Morning wood