A Twinge
A flash of a thought
A light touch
Should I turn the key?
Push the door
Walk in
Quiet
Till it’s not
Compulsion drives
Wet sounds
A creaking from an old bed
There they are.
Oblivious
Entranced
Driven
Speed increases
Anger and numbness created by the crescendo
One flash of color enters the scene.
RED!
(Why do we doubt our intuition? It’s given to us for a reason.)
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