The bottom of the pit

Is where the demons reside.
Sometimes when you nod at them, they lick their lips.
Then they touch you and tell you not to tell.
And you don’t.

Then when you speak—
You break.

Note: This post is part of#CuminWrites366, my year-long attempt to write a post a day. Find the rest over at readability.com/cuminwrites/

Questions, comments, suggestions or hugs on tap? Send them to cuminwrites@gmail.com

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