Night's Sleeve
I was trapped in a fast-food drive-thru.
From inside the sleeve of night.
A man with crow eyes violated my blind spot...
Vomited something incoherent straight into my soul.
He then darted toward the car behind me...
Then slithered back into night's sleeve-
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