By Bryan Wegman.

I was walking down a path

And the trees sway

I kept walking that same path

And the earth shakes

Well I took my shaking legs

And I began to walk on

The trees start lurking

Looking over my shoulder

Staring

But I like to go to the shore

Throw a pebble

Stumble my way back to the trail

Where I’m waited on by a little man

He shines my shoes and tells me go on

I walk

Ground shakes

The animals appearing

And then they start staring

And a deer

The sun brightens a little lighter

To reflect my hair

So smooth

I kick my leg

Dirt lurks like fog

Monsters in the corner

Next to a tree

With no answer to my question

Am I there?

The wind starts a churning

My body’s sent turning

A marching band whistles the tune of

Gust

Burning in my lungs

My head floats

Flying

If only I had a Twix

Break

Chew, Yum

The demon lies inside me

One way out

I cut

I search

He screams

I fall

The clouds grow closer

Slowly filling my field of vision

They stop and open

I’m there

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