#358 (bolting about)

Bolting about

demons, ghosts and

faeries hiding under

glittering surfaces.

Eyes and teeth and

claws and spectral fur

tripping unsuspecting

and knowing likewise.


No rest for the small

folks, always changing

to fit the shrinking  cracks

we made their habitats.

⊗   ⊗


Guilt and pleasure, no

time to throw a dice,

ripping away the glossy

paper and the spell

of constant change.


© Matthias Geh, 1st July 2018




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