It consumes you

It caresses,

slowly trickling around your nape

making a full turn to succumb your throat.

It’s a sinking feeling,

leaning down on your shoulders

embracing with an irrational discomfort.

A silent lullaby,

making you shut your tired eyes

enticing you so it can finally take over.

You won’t let it,

forcing your eyes to open

but feeling the consequential pain.

It succeeds,

not because you let it.

It’s really more powerful than you.

It consumes you.

There’s nothing you can do

but wait and feel its presence, its nomancy.


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