Insanity Floated Through the Door
Insanity floated through the door
An aberration with wild hair entered
Her mouth was open, blood ran out
Down her tunic, past her belt
She felt deranged, a lunatic from where?
There was a madness in the room now
I felt unbalanced, frenzied myself.
Where was my rationality? Why wasn’t I running?
Her fingernails formed into red claws
Almost talon-like, I was thinking of a turkey buzzard
Something unholy that would readily dig into roadkill.
She flashed her dead black eyes toward me.
I froze; terrified.
Wanted to scream, but nothing came out.
She began floating toward me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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