It's teeth gouge through the gloss of my eyes, I hang there from my skull, Heavy footed soaked from its saliva Spine dripping from my back, I am silent. It hunches over me, The humidity from its pores summon the hairs on my body to arise, Awakens domes erupting from my skin, I am no longer human, but its apprentice. It is strong. Hovering, Ready to showe me a different phase of my future death. I pinch myself to rip skin away from a bad bond, I am sweating and whimpering in fetal position on the sidewalk.
Death anxiety. It distracts me from everyday life.