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I surround you,
     beanstalk without beans
Invade you, 
     rose with thorns,
     reach my painful stalks
     deep inside your
     comfort zone.

Creep up on you
     in evening hours,
          on misty corners,
               In the drizzle.
          Permeate your
     private life as if
personal property.

              Ambush your
              rooted feet: 
              seated between your
              chantharels, boletes
              and beet root:
              I eat your stamina away

In tangled sheets
     in sweaty nights
          of dreams
               and nightmares,
                    I envelop you
                         in thoughts of fever
                              without pills to kill.

                              Fly around you, a
                         mosquito buzz,
                    a tiny horror,
               as a vampire waits
          to be let in;
     as a robin begs, in throaty
singing

            And when you sleep
I'll be right there
                              deep inside you
                   a pest that never
                        leaves you
     A rodent that eats
             your resolve

Until you silently wish,
     by lack of tears
     and voice...
Until you wish
     that you would stop
     to be there

Then I will
have won.

***

February 26, 2017
© Darren White

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 2/27/2017 8:47:00 AM
Painful but wonderfully crafted and formed, almost so the reader has no idea what might be clinging to them causing the pain. Nicely done Darren
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Darren White
Date: 2/27/2017 8:52:00 AM
Hi Chris. Indeed. Such is pain, it's deeply invasive until there's no distinguishing how and where.
Date: 2/26/2017 10:29:00 PM
Darren wonderful write and I love the layout!
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Darren White
Date: 2/27/2017 12:06:00 AM
Thank you Broken Wings!
Date: 2/26/2017 10:28:00 PM
Right on, Darren! I've had many dreams about giant vines.
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Date: 2/26/2017 11:41:00 PM
Heh :) Bad or good dreams? And were you Jack?
Date: 2/26/2017 3:44:00 PM
Darren, this reminds me of my favorite horror stories by Stoker and Poe. A very haunting poem... O.O
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Darren White
Date: 2/26/2017 11:24:00 PM
It is, isn't it ;)
Date: 2/26/2017 9:28:00 AM
Oh Darren, I know exactly what this means. You projected these feelings perfectly
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Darren White
Date: 2/26/2017 9:45:00 AM
Yes ;) Thanks Tim. I won't reveal to others what it is about, but we understand each other perfectly.
Date: 2/26/2017 9:09:00 AM
Scary. John
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Darren White
Date: 2/26/2017 9:46:00 AM
That word is exactly the word I would use John......
Date: 2/26/2017 9:01:00 AM
- A really deep poem, Darren ... (gives me goosebumps ... feels a little evil ... an evil power) - A great shape and good written - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 2/26/2017 9:45:00 AM
It is evil, isn't it? You sensed that right. Thanks Anne-Lise :)

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