Aug 13, 2022
Dusk has fallen.
You are alone.
Just ignore the whispering from the raspberry bush.
(You are alone.)
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Dusk has fallen.
You are alone.
Just ignore the whispering from the raspberry bush.
(You are alone.)
daisy eyes.
Hello, weary traveler
It is the season of frog singing, here. Of burning days, and of nights that know too much.
Never mind the noises coming from the abandoned house across the street (have you convinced yourself it was a fox laughing yet?).
Never mind that the eye shine at the edge of the woods is directed your way.
You're welcome to rest for a while, but do try not to linger.
Once they've noticed you, things become irrelevant very quickly.
There are certain times when
it is best not to turn around.
Like when you believe you're alone
yet you feel someone standing
behind you.
The cats stare.
The leaves rustle.
Is it the wind?
What will you see when, in an attempt to take a photo, you forget to turn off the flash?
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