Six Degrees Of Separation
Or An Academic Urban Myth
it seems as close as my own shadow
this feeling, nestling in my bones
but my eyes always fail to follow
in this room here all alone
something shifts, my body feels it
but I don’t notice a single thing
like the walls are closing in
there’s something here with me I think
the windows and doors are nailed closed
yet I feel a chill in the air
I feel a little bit exposed
like eyes are watching everywhere
with no way in and no way out
tell me, what am I afraid of
a whisper feels like it might shout
when your mind is due to come undone
something brushed up right beside me
goosebumps are crawling up my neck
I'm caught somewhere in the sixth degree
wondering what might happen to me next
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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