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it hangs over her bed
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with sinister smile, a
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lipstick—smeared
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with awful strings
it is despicable in the dark
she’s not scared of it
it’s not frightened at all
b u t i am
i can’t lay my finger on it
nor can i pinpoint it
that c l o w n i s h grin
it’s e y e s follow me
i pull the c o v e r s over my head
and peek from time t o time —
— at it, as the clock whittles sharply
at
the
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11/26/2017
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