Crystalline

The madness stirs.

I feel it in the pit of my belly, I see it by the light of my mind

its eyes are open, fully focused on its target.

Like a snake on a branch, it incrementally inches, painstakingly progresses

My mind strikes out in fear, but it is not vanquished

My soul screams, but its approach is relentless

My heart quails in terror, but its eyes are merciless

Unwavering,

it wraps me in its writhing,

cold coils

and

bites

the heart

And for the first and last time

I lose myself

to

Love

© Alfred W. Smith Jr.

Author: smithaw50

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