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Danny Price Jun 2015
I hold my breath in darkness

Crack
Tick.  Tick.  Tick.

And let it go.
He must have come a long way

Tick. Tick. Tick.
Click.

He must have sensed
The only warmth laid out for him

Creeeak
Tick... Tick...

Acrid loss hangs low in the air
Damp claws ***** my toes

Inhale

And he drinks
Come to redeem blood lost

Silence
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Creeeak
Click.

My foot runs over the aging scabs

Exhale

I sink back into slumber
Rockie Oct 2014
Stop, the
creak, creak
Listen, to the
creak, creak
Of the silent home, going
creak, creak
Not everything is as it seems,
Hear your steps going
creak, creak
But you're not moving,
creak, creak
What is it?
creak, creak
Anyone there?
creak, creak
You'd expect the
creak, creak
To answer?
creak, creak
Nobody there,
creak, creak
It's an old home,
creak, creak
No it's not
creak, creak
I'm
creak
Going
creak
To
creak
**** you
*creeeak, creeeak

— The End —