#184 – Bump in the Night

All in the dark
a bump in the night
an indistinguishable shadow
A creak.
in the quiet house
Heart racing
pulse thumping
no amount of sheep-counting
will wash away
this old fear
A childhood memory
of how all that was innocent
looked like a monster
about to devour
those awake

in the dreaming hour.

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