shotgun police protect
but don't
schoolchildren fear
but i the most
they travel invisible
but kill visibly
slumped , the dying
reach for the neck
as the aliens dissolve
into their soul
and swipe a life away
I fear
I pray
I see more of the dying
I fear
is there any point in praying?
Is there any point to this life?
Is there fear after life?
Death becomes the refuge from fear
Give me my death,
it can't taste worse than my fear
the hairs on my neck,
now move away
as a demon and Alien
seep through my neck
On the cue of the thought
they wasted no time
and granted my wish
Like a fallen glass
I empty quickly of 'life'
tasting the death
rushing into the space
beneath and above
every bone and cell
the lights are out
I'm sinking quick?
?
?
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I'm still here
I'm breathing
deeply
and out
die when out
live when in
die when out
living more when in
dying and living
in every breath
?
past the gateway of fear
in the pastures of death
no!
my breathing is freed
I'm touching deep into myself
feeling the death in every other breath
I'm free to feel ..the life that I have
in the opposing breath.
Fear of breathing?
Fear first? then lack of breathing
chicken and egg
together they came?
well..the cycle is now broken
I see a man
who stands like me
a vision of graphite
skin without features
no single feature
but a single form
fear creeps back
but held by a thought
that that might be me
no alien no fear
maybe its just me
the height is mine
I shall come to you
embrace my fear
I looked askance
and did as i thought
embraced I did
and another vision did I see
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and what a vision did a see...............................................
