Mystery Man

Why me?

Mystery Man

I was walking down the street.

I noticed a man following me.

He looked at the way I wore my clothes

He looked at me as if I were a doll

I began to walk a little faster

I noticed his pace also got faster

Did I mention it was dark?

There was no noise not even a bark.

I turned quick around the corner

And suddenly I saw a horror

There was another waiting on me

I saw him hiding beneath the tree

I began to run with all my might

I knew that I was going to have to fight

All of sudden I felt a hand

I turned around a-and... and...

surreal poetry
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