Written by: HOLLY MOORE

It’s in the air thick and strong
Doesn’t mellow in your defeat
You notice the space of smell
Something you cannot dispel
Down your back breathing ascends
You're defenseless, it tries to break in
The attack is this design
An avoidance you try to plan
But, up it creeps from your toes, on and on it goes
Your spine shivers from what is behind
Or just trying to get into your mind.

Holly P. Moore
October 12, 2012
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