My visitor
The world is asleep when my visitor knocks on the door
Uninvited he enters and pounces on me
He claws open my chest and drags my heart to my stomach
He melts my brain and he floods my eyes
He strangles me and I struggle to breathe
As my vision blurs the familiar visitor giddy with victory laughs at me
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