Monday, June 28, 2010

Spooked

Somber leaves hiss in the night wind,
dark mounds conspiring.

Gaping spaces in tooth-torn trees
become mouths in silent screams.

Distant light falters, obscured
by clawed hands of weaving limbs.

With fierce-nugget eyes cats
slink by, brush my skin

it shudders the length of fear,
hairs probing the air for omens.

One foot marks the porch edge:
inches to safety or the last walk.

Terror lies tauteyeless, inward. Beast
knows where the knives keep.


Published in From the Depths, Haunted Waters Press, September 2012

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