I'm not scared
A twilight violation
Of a microscopic conscience.
Confounded.
Confused.
Nothing goes bump in my night.
But from the black and blue
Crawled something new.
I'm not scared.
It shouldn't have been there
An unwanted guest, if you like.
I forgot where i was.
Alone. In bed.
Nothing goes bump in my night.
When i sleep, all of me sleeps
Conventionally dark, but infrequently deep.
I'm not scared.
For a few terrifying seconds
A conscience caught up with me
Not the kind that wakes you.
But the kind that shakes you.
Nothing goes bump in my night.
I'm the most terrific liar you will ever meet
I feel no remorse, a serial deceit.
I'm not scared.
Unfinished really, but let me know what you think.
You know how quickly the boys found you.
All those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars
while you could only dream of getting out. Getting anywhere.
Getting all the way to the FBI.
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