Poetry

Back Door


slowly opening your backdoor
thoughts squeezing from the dark recesses of ones mind,
back into a tunnel like moon shadows

feelings edged deep with the smell of fear,
like teeth locked to the back of your neck.
heart racing
pupils dilating,
shallowed breath
all poised and ready to possess.


pregnant with the strangling heated breath of a shadow
always behind you,
following your every move
so captured not even your primal cries
can escape.

thrusted forward into dripping moonbeams,
your cries disappear into a void
as though taken


taken by the shadow.......

 


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