The NaPoWriMo website has been down and the Day 27 prompt hasn't updated properly as far as I can tell, so I'm having to go by what's on Twitter:
...get in touch with some minor, haunting feelings
With little to go on I've interpreted this as best I can, so here's today's poem and I hope it provides a haunting feeling:
The beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
Am I being watched?
I just can't tell
But up in my head
Rings a warning bell
With the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
I just can't tell
But up in my head
Rings a warning bell
With the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
There's something thre
That I just can't see
Rooted in place
But it wants to be free
With the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
That I just can't see
Rooted in place
But it wants to be free
With the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
A shiver running
Along my spine
Something's calling
That's hard to decline
To the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
Along my spine
Something's calling
That's hard to decline
To the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
A passing feeling
Dark and bereft
Then it falls away
And all that's left
Is the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
Dark and bereft
Then it falls away
And all that's left
Is the beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
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