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She moves around with caution
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked...

In the silence of the night shadows creep.
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.

The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.

The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.

Hands reach from the void,...

"Save the last dance for me..."
I give thee my decaying peeling flesh ripe
as the tuberose, heavy perfumery leaking  
from the vulva neutralizing the miasmas,
foaming, saving it for the ragpickers, like
curdled semen dripping from an abalone's
shell, crawling out of my grave, four
minutes after death  

As I previously mentioned she was encountering "Them"
Figures that looked and sounded like children
Lately however, she's been witnessing these "Other" figures
These figures aren't as playful and innocent as the children
"The Others", as she calls them, are harassing and menacing her, usually in the evening
"The Others" are much taller, black shadows, resembling a person
Like the children, she can't make out their faces, but a negative, icy vibe is what she feels
Several times when "The Others" come...