Ailurophobia

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The ticking of the tock
softens to a muffled rattle
as its clear tie dye eyes zone in

my heart thums
like a timpani drum in a murder mystery
as it creeps around the corner

my breath hardens
to a static puff
and its hiss travels through my veins

i feverishly bat my lashes
before a blurr over comes my vision
and its claws sink deep into my core





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