I'm trembling - or shivering,
choking on snot, wiping damp cheeks,
goosebumps, sweat, paranoia, fear.
I now live in fear
of a creature my eyes will
not
look upon.
full moon - soft breese - seventy-one degrees.
miles away from the river see but his voice
whispers to me.

- Jacqueline Audrey
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