as day shifts                                                                                                                   and the longer you stare
to night, security lifts                                                                                                                           into the air
from my sight.                                                                                                         the more convinced you are
Now begins the                                                                                                                that something is there
extensive fight.                                                                                                                     and if you look hard
one imminent                                                                                                                            then you will find
and brutal.                                                                                                                                             that in fact,
Not of the Mace,                                                                                                                you've lost your mind
but of the Mind.
Though pain,
does ensue.



           by the
gloved hand's shadow
behind your head,
foot, neck and eyes,
above your hair
and just behind
your shoulder.
Darkness seems to
take on different
shades as you stare,
the void nothingness.