A Poem About Something Harassing

Quick, loose, sloppy.
Too flat and lifeless.
Could’ve drawn the lines out more I think.

I hope you enjoy.

Stretching and compressing
Following movements
Trying to match yours
Yet begins to fail

It sits behind walls
At least for a while
Until it approaches
And hounds with little relent

When will it stop?
I wish I could say
It offers no answers
And shows no signs of abatement

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About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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