Sitting there in the dark
In the office chair, parked
The screen was bright
Unusually so
He was on the prowl
She didn’t know
She was taking a snooze –
His mother who didn’t use
Computers or cells, not her style
Knew no modern items or style
Meanwhile his fingers moved really fast
Knew his secret time wouldn’t last
He explored the macabre every night
He was one of the trolls of twilight.
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The Bag Lady 
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