Thursday, March 24, 2011

Obsession and Arachnophobia

Its silent prowl around kills peace of mind.
It sits… obscene and taunting while I wait
Til violent howl resounds as panic blinds.

My eyes scan down the walls in case to find.
My wits too keen, I’m haunted by my fate.
Its silent prowl around kills peace of mind.

It’s wily now; will not let me unwind.
It sits… unclean, just vaunting at my hate
Till violent howl resounds as panic blinds

I sigh and frown, to Hell I am confined.
I serve routine, I’m daunted by my state.
Its silent prowl around kills peace of mind.

This fear surrounds me. Filled with shame. Resigned.
It sits… unseen, I’m stunted and prostrate –
Till violent howl resounds as panic blinds.

It’s wired for the time to undermine.
It flits around and flaunts its legs of eight.
Its silent prowl around kills peace of mind
Till violent howl resounds as panic blinds.

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