Wizard the Break In
I was awake, but laid there on my pillow.
The silence was so loud it muffled me.
Fear draped me in the house where I dwell.
The anguish, I just couldn’t deny.
I heard a strange sound coming from my kitchen,
Feet were slipping on the wet floor.
I also heard the sound of the trap made of old foil,
I thought, “Just stand on the edge!”
Then, there was a very long pause…
draped/ slipping/ pause/ edge/ muffled/ foil/ wake/ deny/ dwell/ pillow
Copyright © Reneice Mowatt | Year Posted 2011
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