Claws

Published August 26, 2015 by April Fox

There’s something out there 

trying to get in. 

I can feel it scratching, metal claws

against the walls

torn away at the quick and still

the fingers keep on coming. 

There’s something out there 

trying to

let go

Spidersilk arms and legs and

black graffiti hair tangled up

around the pages

of the burning calendar. 

There’s something out there

trying

to say no. 

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