A Violent Broom
Blinking red eyes
She clears her path
Fog frightened fears
Her screaming laugh
Grey haired with hat
White face of doom
Hunch-backed atop
A violent broom
She rides the backs
Of those asleep
And when they wake
They cannot speak
She came to me
And then she left
Returned again
And took my breath
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