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Sleep Walking

November 26, 2013
By Annie.o GOLD, St. Marys, Pennsylvania
Annie.o GOLD, St. Marys, Pennsylvania
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Encircled by the skeletal trees,


with their chorus of blackened leaves.

Rustling-


a myriad of bat wings.

Creaking-


stark branches perched


on the ghostly body.

Hovering-


against the grim sky.

Crooked fingers


reaching for me.

Groping-


for my unwilling body,


dragging me into their hallow mouths


until the skeletal trees

have swallowed me whole.



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