There they laid.
Quiet. Calm.
Lungs expanding, forming a beat.
Closer and closer.
Magnetized their fragile bodies,
still wrinkled from their release.
Twitching ever so often to inform me of their life.
An inch closer,
soon to inspire the boogieman stories.
I couldn't refrain.
My hands were slithering, sheets were disappearing.
Shivers, tiny bodies exposed to the entropy from the window.
Grasping the air I fought back the demons.
Clenching my fingers around something corporeal.
I didn't mean to.....I meant for the demons, the.....dreams
Their howls, their noise....
My babies,
I couldn't sleep.
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