Dark.

Staring into the black
You coin this as the house of fear-
but is it really?
When I walk in the dark I place my hand in front of my face in fear of hitting my head and breaking my teeth.
But that’s all.
There’s no boogie monsters.
Just space.
Dark air.
The hum of an empty silence.
The chasm of the unknown.

M.

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