Stalker

STALKER I rue the darkness follows me ‘neath faded yellow streetlights surrounded by the dance passing shadows leery of soft lights. I fear the demons that I seek to keep at bay the demons that I flee. I lurk beneath an undrawn curtain center stage no lights no lines no audience. I blend into the shadows lonely figures grays and blacks retreating into darkness. I stalk a man gone too far, too long stalking the demon stalking me. ©11/7/2017 submitted to – STALKER – Poetry Contest