Flash Imagination #13 – Things That Live in This Tree

The Things in the Trees

The Things in the Trees

There are things that live in this tree

Things that for some reason only I am able to see

They come out at night

They hunt and they fright

And take their prey back into their tree

Lately I’ve noticed that they’re always looking at me

When they crawl in and out of that enormous tree

They spit and they claw

At my wooden front door

I fear that they might someday come and take me

So I stay in my bed and shut out the lights

And I pull up my covers and shut my eyes tight

But I hear the tapping Of their feet on my floor

And my bed starts to move right through the door

And I try and scream but no one hears me

As they take me, their prey, back into their tree

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