devouring monster
it squats up there glowering
waiting to consume
youthful laughter fades
shadow falling suddenly
announcing an end
we turn our backs now
expecting to be broken
butterfly fragile
but nothing happens
not yet at least we await
trepidatiously
electing silence
out of deep fear respecting
the leaping darkness
serendipity
marvellous remission now
saving our arses
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