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Hands At Night

May 2, 2009 by  
Filed under Poetry


Creeps into your room when everyone else is asleep.
Holds your hand but you can’t move.
Something’s behind. Beneath the bed, too.
Feels like a million little purposeful hands.
Hands everywhere.

By Bald Punk

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