Day 17: Greetings

The prompt for day 17 was to write a poem of greeting.


You approach so suddenly,
creeping up behind me,
your ever-present footsteps
no indication of the imminent
Looming over my shoulder,
you shadow stretches far
and wide, encompassing
every moment.
Our seemingly harmless
encounter leaves me
breathing heavy, heart
beating rapidly,
lips bitten red
from nerves.
The rising sun-
your accomplice-
arrives with much less grandeur
and surprise
but leaves me in pieces
Greetings, deadline.
There was no pleasure
in meeting you,
but I have no doubt
you will stumble
upon me
once again.

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