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(I felt the demons crawling up my legs

this morning,

but I didn’t say anything because

I had company)

 

“Alright, Bev, we’re back.”

Clarence bowed to me.

“You got us this time, honey.”

Judith, the only visible one in the room,

smiled at me but I still felt

the poison.

“We have a job for you.”

Bruce wasn’t the least bit

reluctant.

After all, he was strictly

business.

(Blood trickled down the voids

their black fingernails left behind,

but I was needed,

and that just seemed to heal

the wound)

 

((I was needed.))

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