creeping in my dreams
pulling at my sleep it comes
telling me it’s done
better than that this is true
my imagination wins
When I was in grade school, maybe 5th grade, I learned about Friday the 13th. It was one of my first attempts at creative writing and that was the topic. I really didn’t know what Friday the 13th was all about. I winged it. I think I had Zeus doing something powerful. That is one of the few pieces I do not have on hand.
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