I don't know you.
Yet your anger did fall, with a crash.
There was no one home you see...
When the glass shattered.
Shards sparking in the light of day.
I don't know you.
But, I fear you.
You violated my sanctuary.
Sending the essence of safety,
(that had been so carefully cultivated
and nourished) flying away...
Your stones broke my security
and shattered my peace of mind.
I don't know you.
But now I hear you in the dark.
I see you as the branches brush the moonlight.
I can taste your hatred and loathing.
Sitting in the dark, amidst shattered sleep,
I await your return.
I don't know you.
Yet, here and now...
I wish I did.
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