Creeping Into You Without Warning


The pale varmint, it slithers in and out of the broken down establishment. Its dominion is cooler than you’d like to believe. But the inside of its shell is heated leisure. It crinkles as its body maneuvers onto the glass fixture. Running the risk of being discovered by those that inhabit the outer rim. Does it make you feel secure, that you aren’t aware of its presence. Do you make steel guardrails to fight against the winds of insecurity. I know this isn’t what you bargained for is it, no it couldn’t possibly be an end you saw coming. All the while, you cower and await your fate. Your blood rushes, like a wave crashing into a beach. Dreamers only suppress the real world, for it is filled with flesh eating maggots but still you run and hide.

Contributor- Chris Ballenger


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