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When darkness comes.

By: Nick Baikie ©.

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When darkness comes with
A serrated edge
And bloodshot eyes
I can see my granny
Glowering at me
Through the netted curtain
Of her 1st floor bed-sit


My screams go un-answered and she
Turns away, reaching to
Turn out the light


But now the black of night has
Entered her domain
Breached the protection
The light once gave


I pause, her bedroom door-handle
In mid-turn under
My sweaty palm


Hastening on, I enter
The hall light flooding
Into the darkness of the room
Turning the black to mere shadow


Once more I am
Too late -
She is gone, lost - a soul
Out of place in
This harsh un-relenting world


And as always now I awake
Only to fall back again
Into my tortured sleep


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