you took my hand
you took my hand
thinking it was okay
then you felt something hairy
you know those hairy situations
where is the starch when you need it ?
you looked at me
not the shell that covers me
but me in the eyes, and then held my hand a little higher
you felt something strange
paying attention to something dire
you saw my face shine through
but my hand gripped like glue
you looked at the long nails
growing fast like crawling snails
for nails that is considered fast i should mention.
hair all over and the hand was more a claw
i let go
smelling the fear
a step back
my face going black
you saw me for REAL
i can not imagine how that would feel
shoved to the back
my normal thinking off track
and instinct on the rise ?
or something more
yet unrealized ?
i showed you what i could do
showed you the simplicity of my world
and i just hope
you can see me like this
again.
monster, man, 47 jaar
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