/Hollow/

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about a fear of the dark.

Submitted: August 19, 2012

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Submitted: August 19, 2012

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I like the way my eyes will sting

when I keep myself awake.

I like the way my mouth goes dry 

while chewing on escape.

I like the way my basement crawls,

the scratching at my door.

I like the dark that chokes on me,

the fire for my floor-

the eyes that always see...

I like the emptiness in here

and what becomes of me.


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