Paranoeyea

Art by Nya Herron

Stricken by the audacity

Thinking it was hid

In some other tyranny

In you-

An offering for you

I will put my right foot first

Perhaps I get saved!

From those ravenous eyes

Eating flesh alive

Your devour, I don’t permit!

I see your stares prodding a hole

No, you won’t like that for your…

Own

This one is for the catch

A nest, placed underneath

I flee the mess with my own legs

Wherever they take me

Somewhere far and forever away

From you.

Poetry by: Farah A.Y

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