of that night i most remember the cold
not uncommon for late Oct nights but what was wrong?
walking alone thru desolate expanses was I
and the black of night smothered all light and ilfe
except for me, walking and walking
the stillness hung like fine silk drapery and yet
the air tingled with an electrified tension
very strange thought I, walking and walking
abruptly a presence ahead stopped me
and fingers of icy dread crept into my soul
and no longer could I walk
something was out there. somewhere. everywhere
something brooding. contemplating me darkly
enclosing me with invisible walls
lips parted in a soundless scream,
i realized who was there. it was the silence. it was cold.
i could not get out
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