Saturday, March 14, 2015

Apex Comments

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Cold traces the flesh,
Every sound besets a sweat...
It's there, in the darkness...
Waiting watching...
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Nathan Beery
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Kelly Kurt 15 March 2015

I am not exactly sure what you are referencing, but I felt a chill none-the-less.

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Nathan Beery 16 March 2015

This poem is an attempt at the horror of being lost in darkness with a killer; hence Apex as in apex predator. Thanks for reading.

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Nathan Beery

Aurora CO
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