Run from the swarms

Trapped. Their cold glances pinning me, Beckoning yells echo As I fail to flee. Swarmed. A mass of unprecedented heat, Collecting around me for I am a fresh kill And they hunger for meat. Noise. Bickering laughter and pointed jabs, Drinks being swallowed As I try to keep tabs. Duck. Under their swerving arms, I... Continue Reading →


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