Please don’t look
Look at the shelf, the clock is humming, why is my heart suddenly pumping?There’s eyes on the counter they look so bright, tumble in the darkness.Please don’t shine the light.The Audience is waiting they will give me a fright.Why are you watching I don’t feel right.Spotlight shine, Everybody is staring to look at me like a shrine.Skin peeling, flesh ripped.
Chop me up! Pour the grease!Give the hungry crowd another piece!A million little retinas are drinking the blood,Drowning my name in a sensory flood!They saw through the bone, they applaud for the show,Look at the freak in the front row glow!
Stab me in the stomach thats fine but don’t look at me straight in the eye.
Goodbye.
(Note: I will be only be posting poems like this)
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