Poem: Prowler Of Prayer | brutmystik's Blog
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Prowler Of Prayer:
A prowler has Taken foothold In a junction between Your innermost and Arms of the grave, Scratching upon the seams Of your home. He strikes your hair, enters you And cries into the air. He teases You with atoms of His phantomhood and Leaves germs of indiscretion On your anonymous clothes.
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