Two small Eerie Ones (2 of 2)

 

Hand on the windowpane,

I look in at the stranger on the sofa.

Her empty eyes are turned to the solid-white sky.

Are there any thoughts behind that blank stare?

I shiver.

Then with a jerk, I am in the sofa,

Inhabiting the head turned towards the clouds.

I look down and see unfamiliar hands writing.

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