Terror seized him like
The electric chair seizes
Its victims—suddenly,
Quickly, snapping them
Into alertness, then
Black.
He looked through widened
Eyes, body trembling like
An unbalanced washing
Machine; heart pounding
Hard in his chest. Green eyes
Glowing at him against the night’s
Black.
In a wave of awareness
His mind raced
Frantically—his feet
Pounded the ground
Frantically—he ran
Quickly, panicked, away
For he would not—
He refused to let
His life fade to
Black.
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