A Lamp
Months ago, I placed a desk lamp on my bed-side dresser to read by: An oval head borne of a slender, corrugated neck that hovers slightly over top my bed when outstretched.
With a rapidly beating heart and a vague sense of panic, I awake mid-night to find that I have subconsciously taken said lamp by its neck with both hands and am squeezing. This strange scenario has since played itself out on more than one occasion, but I refuse to move the lamp and acknowledge this irrational and primal fear.
-mixtape
Tags: Random, Confession, Fear


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