The drilling
through my head
of the bell
by my bed,
piercing, shrieking,
far too near,
taunting, screeching
in my ear.
Unwelcome intrusion
in my dreams of illusion.
Penetrating,
ringing,
to consciousness
bringing.
Shattering thoughts
of slumber,
as it rings
like thunder.
Evil bell
by my bed,
pounding
through my head.
Relentless bell.
Morning hell.
Regis
Peace & love
William