Manifest

It's a presence.

It's a feeling.

It's a phantom.

It turns to vapor.

It becomes tangible.

It remains uncatchable.

It sits as dead weight.

It bides time.

It idles in the corner.

You least expect it.

You are vulnerable.

You let your guard down.

Then -

It's a blazing fire.

It's a thousand needles.

It's a hurricane.

It is real.