Dark and Silent

A place to rest my head could do me some good.

Undulating alone in the basement
where all is dark and silent.
No. I don’t want to be violent.
I don’t even know him,
but I want to slit his throat.
No. Take it slow.
The man is a joke
and is small and irrelevant
but my thoughts will tell me it’s
not.

I don’t want to be violent.
I just want to leave it alone.
I want all the thoughts to just go.
I don’t even know.
I don’t have an answer;
Hold me closer, tiny dancer.
Let me be safe in your arms.
Let me do no harm.
Hold me, where it’s dark and silent.
Please. I don’t want to be violent.

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