Dark
Cracking,
Moaning,
Groaning,
Can you hear?
Reaching,
Stretching,
Leaping,
Can you see?
It’s coming,
It’s moving,
It’s smiling,
Don’t you know?
It’s cackling,
It’s snarling,
It’s laughing,
It’s here for you.
Watching,
Stalking,
With a last moment…
…You’re gone…
Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2014
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