Haughtily, he breezed in
Twisting, turning, circumambulating my prone form;
He stood there, with a devilish leer,
Brow creased in an unholy sneer,
Waiting for me to crack
But I valiantly resisted;
With a shrug, he left
Taking his nightmares with him.
Word count: 42
What came in through the bedroom window?
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