Strangers

We are scared.
Roll in flames and skip heads that are dead
We lock doors and keep frowns in the streets
We look left we look right…
We look left we look right
We flutter in the night

For these things – strangers
They know the beep on our pagers
They walk backwards when we lock doors
Thump us down on all fours
We lock these doors
And fuss
For strangers
We let in – they are one of us

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