NIGHT GAUNTS (1975)
Pen and Ink and Charcoal Pencil on Illustration Board - 15" x 20"
Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membranous wings,
They come in legions on the north wind's swell
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To Grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare's well. 1/2
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