In the Corner

We don't talk about it
For fear that it might hear us.

It's over there
In that corner —
No, don't look at it!

We try not to think about it,
But we can't help ourselves.

It's taken too many of our friends.
I have felt it's eyeless gaze.
I know that it's going to take me.
It's going to get you, too.

Listen,
I have a plan.

You and me,
We're going to steal its scythe.