He, His, and Himself

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Sitting quietly,

reading peacefully.

He bothers absolutely

no one.

 

Suddenly voices,

from no where

to be seen.

 

He looks around

frantically

the wails, sinister,

growing, louder

coming from everywhere.

 

Abruptly, a hump

in the rug

catches his eye.

 

Slowly, he moves

holding a chair

ready to kill.

 

Once a kindhearted soul warps

into a monstrous beast.

 

His once peaceful home,

now a never ending

nightmare

of voices

and objects

only he

can see.

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