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Consolation Prize
Consolation Prize
11/09/08 at 09:27 PM by Jonathan Bautts
It follows you as if you’d been marked,
Seeping through the night
Like blood from a wound.

You walk by and sense
An apparition under a street lamp,
Patiently waiting.

You quicken your step,
Suddenly uncomfortable,
And look for an escape

But its presence remains.
It has matched the pace;
An invisible battle begun.

Glancing over your shoulder
The street is vacant,
Yet its stench surrounds.

As your hairs stand straight
And heartbeat accelerates,
You run.

Up ahead is the house.
Its safety beckoning,
Soon within your grasp.

You reach the door,
Pull it open, slam it shut,
And fall to the floor,

Drenched in cold sweat.
You’re safe in here;
It can’t get through.

Your body trembles,
Mind racing overtime
As you collapse on the bed.

During the night, it resides.
Plotting its next move
Until the morning

When you arise.
The scent of coffin lingers.
Life is never this good.
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