“Phantom” by Natcha (Will) Kulsetsophon
Natcha (Will) Kulsetsophon
Heard from the stalls
from the whispers
from the halls.
The phantom jumps on
onto your clothes
onto your skin.
He creeps in your shadows
behind your Visage of sweet smiles
the more you smile,
the more He grows.
until He pounces,
and swallows you-
Whole.