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1 year ago

a piece of personal writing, poem that is not really a poem. prose? i don't know technical definitions. tentatively named "one taste is all it takes".

The curtains are drawn

The window has been tightly latched

The lock, tightly chained

No, no, it was a forbidden door

No, no, the key has been thrown away

In darkness, the child slumbers

There is something ancient she is unaware of

No, no, you must not think of it

No, no, you must not speak its name

At bedtime, yes, close your eyes

Follow this precisely

You will not be found

Yes, yes, listen to me

Yes, yes, do exactly as I say

As your footsteps echo on the stairwell

Did you feel it stir?

Tread carefully

So as not to wake it

Step in all the right places, and it will not hear you

But if it smells your fear it will all be over

No, no, you must not fear it

No, no, you must not give it form

One step, two steps, do not be careless

Three steps, four steps, do not trip up

One mistake is all it takes

No, no, it is a forbidden movement

No, no, it is a forbidden thought

Take one step forward and fall back three

You flail and struggle to grasp on to something, anything

But you blink just once and everything has disappeared

Yes, yes, goodbye to your innocence

Yes, yes, goodbye to the things you love

All paths lead here

It is unavoidable

No matter how you hide you will find yourself at this door eventually

No, no, do not let it smell you

No, no, do not let it taste you

You try to hide

But there is nowhere to go

There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to be afraid of. There is nothing to be afraid of

But you are afraid

And it is awake.


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