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Do you lock your doors at night?

imagination increases volume

turning tip-toes to timpani's

beyond blackened corners creeks

become a violent cacophony

 

blustering bravery behind

blissful viewed blindness

soundly unfound in kind

not assuming such kindness

 

some suspicious activity

arousing anxiety sufficiently

nightmarish creatures nesting

unrested nestling convincingly

permanent peripheral paranoia

silence sings so suspiciously

 

leery look-out fear's fiends fight lightless

"911. What's the address of the emergency?"

screams recorded rendered symphonic

 

"what's going on? are you there by yourself?"

a bad man is in my home somewhere

"I need you to stay on the phone with me, ok?

Just wait until we get there."

(killing willingly with karmatic kindness)

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Snaring-Snowshoes
36 / F / U.S.A
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Apr 29
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