A poetic Collaboration between Stemmlar Schultze and Allen Simpson

prickling tingling sensation
in my fingertips
that leads to discomfort
as my shoulder goes stiff..

there’s a haunted pause
and a slithering thought
something strange touched me
and I am so alone

did my frown invest itself?
did it play a growing role
showing every sign of fear
as uneasy kept crawling near?

this fiend I gave a name
’tis Loneliness my dear
the most dangerous of beasts
living off my fear

And my only company…

(c) 2014 Allen Simpson & Stemmlar Schultze