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Lola Lucille May 2014
Phantom like arachnid crawl
Ghostly apparition
Descends bedroom wall
Silence
The silence is deafening
As she hangs
Practically materialized
He tries to run
But cannot hide
Cannot move
Paralyzed
Yet his eyes stay wide
Anticipation
Morbid fascination
Voulnerable prey
Trapped in a sickly
Sticky straightjacket
Its color akin
with spun Moonlight
Maddenig
He struggles and squirms
But not for long
Incapacitated by the silence
Succumb to her sting
Gifted the kiss of death
As wind agitates tree leaves
Blackness envelopes consciousness
Mind folds down
Around exhaustion
Eyelids weary, head too heavy
Weathered hands grasp
But his last breath escapes
tired lungs
Tangles into the breeze
Ascends higher, without hesitation
To agitate trees leaves

— The End —