Nov 2019
As a kid,
I was terrified
of things that went
bump in the night.
Until one day, I realized
this was just my parents
failing to do it quietly.
A new kind of terror
thus ensued.
I was terrified
of things that went
bump in the night.
Until one day, I realized
this was just my parents
failing to do it quietly.
A new kind of terror
thus ensued.
(50/M/The Exclusion Zone)
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