Saturday, March 20, 2010

The Watcher

I hide myself in your closet and silently watch as you enter your room.

You aren’t doing much, merely puttering around the room, preparing yourself for bed. Soon you’ll settle down for the night and, with luck, you’ll be quickly to sleep.

You have no idea that I’m here, watching you, and waiting. You’re completely unselfconscious in your bedtime routine.

For the love of God, I hope you get to sleep quickly.

I need to get out of here, and I need to do it quickly.

If you find me in here, I have no clue how to explain myself…

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