Not wanting to know

When at night I walk

slowly down the sidewalk

with my steps making the only sound

and darkness the entire world surrounds

I will not turn around

to see who follows light 

for I know it is probably 

just a bird of night.

The real cause is that I fear

for a monster might be near.

Without me looking,

without me hearing,

Without my knowing,

it might not be.

And thus if I can help myself

bad omens, 

atrocities,

 signs and proofs

are all ignored like mere silly spoofs.

I sit aside, 

and in my news I hide.  

reality may not disturb

the comfort and security of my dreams curb. 

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