Night’s Phantom

Phantom creep beneath
dresser drawers, the nightstand.
The scent of charcoal.
Sensation of a gentle mist.
Hairs standing.

Hollow breaths.
A screw rolls on the floor.
Flat silence: filled with traffic.

Headlights stripe the walls.
Leaves pass lore through shudders.

Sleep well.

 

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