Even in Slumber

Read "Even in Slumber" at The Eldritch Dark:

http://www.eldritchdark.com/writings/poetry/168/even-in-slumber

This short poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) has a distinctly nightmarish quality, amplifying the experience of separation from a loved one.  These lines from the opening stanza are particularly fatalistic:

Even in slumber I am fated
To seek thee in vast throngs and dreamlands desolated—
And find thee nevermore.

Despite being so short, "Even in Slumber" packs a haunting punch as it recalls a bad dream with frightening precision.