Under the generous visibility of the cracks in the curtains
And the beams of a malfunctioning laptop charger
Reality tags out of the ring and my imagination picks up the slack
The walls are bleeding residue from the folds of the plaster
The vacant spaces that exist within the confines of my furniture
All pull together to create a nocturne of creaks and moans
With each note hitting my spine with precision
The performance fills the bedroom which serves as an inspiration
Of monsters and assassins who have materialized in my space
I start seeing profiles in pile of washing up in the corner
I start seeing a full body portrait in the shadow of a mop
I start seeing my worst nightmares flash for a frame in my sight
Force shut them level 5 security kevlar lids all you want
I can find a way to pry my way through
Injecting my venom into every vein and crease I find
That creativity and imagination you pride yourself on
Will now be your ultimate undoing
You can never rid yourself of those piercing eyes
Oh my dear you can keep the DVD player on all night
But your just delaying my glorious decent
When your daddy’s out on the razz and your misses away
I will crawl down the wall where you rest your weary head
You’ll open your peepers when you feel my breath on your head
And when you see my grin you’ll know it’s far too late
I become aware of every millimetre of movement my body takes
I begin to fear each exhale is revealing my position to intruders
Just as I am rudely dragged back into the land of the conscious
A emulation of a human comes into my sight for a brief second
With her turned a full 180, as her 6 arms grip to my ceiling
She gives a grin and a stare while is locked right into my gaze
Seems to be aimed at worlds far away from mine
As if to play a cruel joke my mind conjures up a actresses deliver
And in an ungodly tone communicates with me
Your attempts to avoid thinking of me make me chuckle
It’s not just exclusive to the confines of this house
Everytime you hear me echoing down the alleyway
When you get a glimpse of my stare in an empty window
Your body will stiffen and the dread will start to grip you
Even the act of trying to relax to junk food T.V
Becomes the most stressful task, as your muscles tense up
As you sweat and shake with your back against the wall
And you succumb to madness and you scream at the sky
That’s when I’ll crawl from below and grab you from behind
As performed by Domestic
– Lnc0
Domestic Poetry 