Something snub nosed

Intrudes itself

Like the face

Of a bat

Circling the head

Of a dreamer

It is silent, hovering

At the edge of sleep,

Fostering illusions 

Mantis Religiosa

It is hidden
Green on green
Morphed into a leaf
Concealing its alien shape
The triangular head
That can rotate
Up and down
Its attitude of praying
While preying on
The unsuspecting
Its enormous eyes
All encompassing
Even if desire
Makes it lose its head
It presses on
With the work it must do
Seizing with its rapid hooks
And claws
It's not there till you see it
If you do

A tooth fell out
And the clouds
Rolled with thunder
You dreamed of tilting streets
And old buildings
With dark windows
And saw the ancient park
Its tortuous path
Winding into night