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I always start
twisting your mind
with the eloquence
of imagination,
causing fear 
        to mound up
like the scum
  that collects
around a storm drain,
     building up
on your mind,
   making you not know
what to believe.

That branch
scratching on your window
in the night time breeze,
        well that's not me,
but it's nice,
   helping me set the mood.
Ah but those 
    dizzy spells
you've been having, 
        now that's me,
   reaching 
      my incorporeal hand
           into your skull,
tainting the liquid
     surrounding your brain
with my
   shadowy presence.

When you lay down at night,
       all cozy and safe,
           drifting off
         into a deep slumber,
with that extension of me
     swirling around
in your head,
   dreams coelesing
       into a deeper substance,
a feeling
       of terror,
            small and timid
                                 at first,
starts bouncing around
     in your heart,
         feeling builds
                 to emotion
  gradually strengthening,
       stirring muscles,
            bringing paranoia
into the picture,
    before you know it
        your running full tilt
                            and getting nowhere.

You know
   something's there,
                (me),
walking nonchalantly,
        within the darkness
sucking in your soul,
like reeling
in a little fish,
   having more fun
letting you run on the line
than actually
          pulling you in.

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