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Out of the closet a hand has swooped
and is pulling my leg.
I jerk my leg back
and that's that.
My heart is thump-thumping.
My leg retains that hand's sensation.
I get up and out, and check the closet
but there's nothing in it.
Since I've gotten up I go to pee.
There can't be anyone in a concrete building like this,
I know,
but still thump-thumping,
I pull my panties down, fearfully,
pull them down, looking around.
In a great hurry I pee
and run to my futon.
I dive into it up to my head but my thump-thumping doesn't stop.
I get up once again
and pull my futon to a room without a closet
to sleep.
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