Silent evil

Sitting on the sidewalk

Delving in some muddy thoughts

A quiver of shiver sat down my spine

Realizing one of the denial tides.

                                  The moon was full

                                     The chirping went dead

                                     The only sound was

                                     The swooshing of the windy bell;

It reeked of red intentions

And purple wickedness

Of none but someone

Who was waiting to dispel!

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