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Hunt

This is more of the darker realms I prefer to not explore when I'm writing. But they do slip and spill, once in a while. And the result is what you're about to read. -- The night, dark and moonless Brightened only by few stars A low light Illuminated by an oil lamp One foot after the other Walking, walking A stumble A knee and four fingers on the ground Curses as hand brush against damp cloth More walking The voices, talking in under tones Jumbled phrases, beckoning Clear one moment Meaningless the next Before they get loud Snickering, persuading A low chuckle Mocking, daring Those voices, ununderstandable Yet familiar Slippery fingers, twitching Trying to grasp and failing Once agile, fast Now slow, useless not But unsteady, shaking More grasping Eyes focused in concentration Lips licked in anticipation Satisfied smile flickering Yes, winning, winning #poetry #writing #darkness

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