Ha! Such a dark write from you, Michael!

Loved it, though, like a film noir:)

A few days ago I was missing you so bad, it seems you can read minds, eh?

As they spit their spiteful contempt at down on me, I recoil into an embryonic pose and silently weep into a cooling pool of piss.

^^
ewwwwww!

Welcome back!

((hugs))

5/5 Ingrid xx

This is vintage Mr Darcy... a bedtime tale... not of faeries, but of demons and other evil beings lurking in the shadows just beneath the bed. Nicely done!

PS: I hope you've cleaned up all those nasty urine stains. :)

BEAUTIFUL

Somehow this poems is so much like those nights when your all alone and you hear sounds, and those weird thoughts run in the mind but too scared to even move...talking to yourself, asking what it is your hearing.

I found the opening lines very dramatic with a toich of humor.....as if you were narrating a bed time story to a kid (who is totally absored by the tale) with wide eye asking questions. Lol

P.S no kid would be terrified should lines end with piss....you kno what i mean. I liked it!

Nice format it is different. Good wording. The flow was good from beginning to end. It told an interesting story of sorts.

I gave it a 5/5

Loved it :)