Covering the Beast

Mon, 06/09/2014 - 20:53 -- raquelr

Under the blankets of my bed

I awake.

Even if my mind feels dead

It's not.

It runs from the boogie creature:

A killer.

But even in my dreams I still seek her

(Seek me).

Because I imagine myself being both me

and murderer.

 

 

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