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The Forest, Never to Return, Part 2

Reggie unlocks the door And turns the knob To face the monster In the dark Strangely, like before We never sought help From the deputy sheriff Who came when we called But when you are groggy You mind is reactive Squeamish and screamish And wholly irrational Once, we assumed It was a prank A children’s game At our expense But then, when, We opened the door There was NOTHING No one was there Nothing but darkness And not a thing Could have fled Without being seen So why are the children Laughing . . . Laughing so hard At nothing? Will we ever know? Are we doomed Doomed by fate To die a miserable death? A never-ending descent Into the bottomless pit Of our own Unreasoning fear Reggie, Reggie, no, stop Reggie, nooooooooooooo “It’s, it’s, OMG Aiiiii . . . Aughhhhhhhhhhh!”

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