It was yellow and it floated in the dark
It had flowery patterns over it's skull
The sky dark, nothing comprehensible
The tongue slimy and black
With putrid malodorous smell
Dripping saliva, sticky like the snails slime
I may only watch from afar.
In a room with a blueish hue
The mirror stood atop the dresser
The shadows plenty and powerful
Covering my sight, without thoughts...
TO BE CONTINUED.