Creepy Crawly (5)

Posted on January 27, 2010 by houstinhobby

Breath in and out and in and pant,
what in hell was that?
Eyes tracing, scrolling, crawling, squinting.
Not a thing stirs a muscle, not a dust mite moves an inch.
Itch, scratch, itch again.
Hmm. Back to bed.

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