It Looks RIght at Me
CC BYI do no wrong.
But there is something there,
Something I can't quite make out,
But I know it's there.
It's looking for someone,
Or something.
It dark, monstrous and mean.
It looks right at me.
It's eyes are red and full of evil.
I could tell it was once like me,
Even though we are very different.
No matter how much I want to avoid it,
I will become it soon.
Devoid of anything pure and innocent.
And then it pounces,
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Personal anxiety about transformation, but hints at universal corruption/moral decline.
Multiple ideas layered densely: denial, dread, monstrosity, inevitability, loss of innocence.
Heavily negative: darkness, monstrosity, evil, inevitable corruption, and violent conclusion.
Escalating tension; fragmented syntax; predatory imagery; final pounce is visceral and explosive.
Approximately 13-14 lines; falls in 7-15 line range.
Personification of the 'thing'; metaphor of becoming; visceral monster imagery throughout.
Pure lyric internal monologue; speaker's anxious consciousness; no narrative or dramatic persona.
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