POEM STARTER
You are convinced you can see mysterious figures lurking in the shadows. Write a poem about them.
Choose a specific style of poetry that would be suitable for this theme.
Unseen Horrors
The thing in the doorway is backlit.
It, they, are tall and thin
With just the wrong number of limbs
The wrong number of eyes
Lit up,
despite the lack of light
He advances.
It advances.
You try to turn on the lights,
Fumble for the switch.
Where is it?
There—
Just to the left
Flick it on and see.
Oh god, it’s so much worse when you can see it.
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