What’s that thingcoming toward me?murky edgesclawing its way forward Moaninggroaningseems so distantyet so closeIt knows me! Frozenlegs won’t movethroat stuck closedmind frizzed in staticIt comes! ButI know itI sense itI feel it yearning to be with me…again? Closer it strugglesa hand reaches for mein the darknessI cannotnot respond. This thing I knowit is connected to meIContinue reading “Remembrance”