Shiver
An Evile that lives in my spine
Like a snake it flicks out it’s tongue
I wide eyed glare
I control this beast that lurks within my mind
	Hiding in the crevices lest it be torn out and cast aside if found
It stands like the child that ate the cookie in the kitchen
A pool of dark murky water
Waiting patiently for the one moment it can emerge and devour the insect that lands upon it
 
Dark Pools
 
R David Paine III
08/12/03
7:50am