childs fear (Remove filter)
Night Scented Stock
Night Scented Stock
tick
unfamiliar room
in a strange bed
full of creaks
eyes heavy lidded
from restless sleep
shadows dance
in corners
at the edge
of your peering.
silence hisses
as the house groans
branches prise
at the window frame
scratching out
their insistent cravings
in regular tattoos
heartbeat racing
...
Wednesday 23rd October 2013 7:41 pm
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