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A mumble in close quarters
Whispers in some foreign tongue
The tone one of distant threats
A dangling sword, a hint of death
One room to transform to a tomb
Decay confined behind a closet door
Freak figurines high on the shelf
Gaze downward as the evening falls
The "convenience" of a shoebox home
All within such easy reach
A hand outstretched to find the light
Gropes desperately, and feels the bite.
Whispers in some foreign tongue
The tone one of distant threats
A dangling sword, a hint of death
One room to transform to a tomb
Decay confined behind a closet door
Freak figurines high on the shelf
Gaze downward as the evening falls
The "convenience" of a shoebox home
All within such easy reach
A hand outstretched to find the light
Gropes desperately, and feels the bite.
Published 8th Mar 2018
Author's Note
A one-room apartment can be as haunted as they come.
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8th Mar 2018 9:32pm
This one really hooked me ... mixture of ill ease and curiosity ... love the ending
9th Mar 2018 2:44am
I like that this poem evokes so much imagery in my mind:) Crowfly...horror and confinement are those that comes to mind.
9th Mar 2018 4:48am
13th Mar 2018 4:02am
Thought i was reading a poetic manuscript for a second. Nice short but nice. Maybe a scene in a movie?
