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

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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