Things Lurking
Things Lurking….
Slowly, my sanity is challenged!
Fingers all asking me why,
As they stare a for a while,
Mouth parting slightly with a hard
Gaze on,
I replied abruptly,
Judge me not,
There is no object not
Driven by external force.
Why thou question my sanity?
I manage to stagger lazily to
The rest room.
Closed door, appears slightly opened,
Hissing, I wore looks of…
Perhaps it did escape my memories,
My thoughts deepened,
Its manifestation, was without my awareness,
I did remember.
Slowly, my sanity is challenged!
Countless and repeatedly, we all experience,
Yet unnoticed.
Puzzles, unsolved
Mysteries, unraveled
Stories untold
Situations unobserved
Clamoring for answers to
Quench the insatiable
Thirst of my curiosity.
I Just know, there are things LURKING in the SHADOWS…….
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