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The Protector/The Protected

 

by Michelle Christian

  

  The Protector


 I go to him at night
 and watch him in his sleep
 as I watch him during the day.
 He gets into too much trouble
 for me not to watch him.
 So I lay asleep in my bed
 and enter his room each night
 so that no more scars
 will cut into him or
 my soul. 

 ******

  The Protected


 I feel him watching me at night.
 He stands at the foot of my bed.
 He looks his fill as I sleep.
 I'd think he'd get his fill in the day
 when he watches me constantly--
 even when he's not looking.
 But still he comes to me every night.
 I wait for him sometimes.
 Yet when I look to where I felt him
 there is nothing to see. 

 *Originally published in *Published in Brit Shriek!*, Whatever You Do,
Don't Press! (Agent with Style), 1992 *


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