It Creeps Poem by Paul Warren

It Creeps



It creeps

It creeps up and you pray it won't stay
Behind me see it skittering my way
You wonder at its timetable
What if it comes when I'm not able

It's being following me as I remember
And I feel eternity burning in it's embers
So without rest it goes on and on
Smiling and humming it's song.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Friday, September 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: suspense
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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