January 9, 2011
Behind me

is a monster

adorned in shadows

with autumn eyes.

His humid breath snags my neck

His claws of thunder clap

as he chases me.

My legs ignite into a run

My heart prowls its ivory cage

as I attempt escape.

The sky is scowling and heavy

The ground is scabbed and lonely.

When my legs crumple

When my heart softens to a tiptoe

I turn my head

to welcome


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