when the darkness falls,
when lamps are turned on, artificial lights abuzz,
when the world slows down its motions,
this knightly beast calls,
yes, silently and stealthily as it does,
creeping up slowly invading private emotions.
it picks out fears and pains,
taking them, moulding them, crafting out a story,
deliver it right into the unsuspecting being,
nursing the trauma which triumphantly reigns,
rehearsing the dark story in all its glory,
feeding the ever-consuming.
softly,
gently,
quietly,
wordlessly,
sneaking,
slipping,
quickening,
threatening,
implant,
supplant,
undulant,
nonchalant,
petulant assailant,
tremulant flagellant,
FOO BAR BAZ!
stop feeding my mares.
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