Back Away
I was panting uncontrollably
and running somewhere
on a street that wasn't here
just anywhere but there
Trembling as I flew
away, back
faces I didn't recognize
who stared back blankly
scrambling
back, away
to the familiar mountains
who never moved
that chased me
screaming silently
Eyes opened
as I woke up in their
granite grasp
and a damp cave
of tangled sheets
stonily
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