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Poem	what's that i'm awake a bang like a door or a foot knocking a chair who's there tense i lie in my bed my face stretching out on the black air my ears strain......a creak this time like a cat on the stair - but we have no cat if the door-handle turned and a.... shape came in.....darkness clutches at my startled hair spiders walk my skin would i dare to go for it with my fists - my fists clench doped with sweat would i scream faint or lie there staring my eyes pushing out in jets of fear waiting for what - what would it do a short nipped sound from the earwig night drops in my ear i sit up pinching my breath - was it by the door or the window - i can't be sure i wait for the next sound for the blade of the knife i become aware of the ticking clock...and my father's heavy breathing in the next room the curtain moves and a faint light like a living thing creeps on the bed something - a twig - scratches on the pane a car changes gear on a nearby hill there is a creak in the house again a door rattles in a hidden wind - an owl's cry dogs barking - even a distant train - all friendly and easy to explain i relax and yawn get out and stand by the window looking out on the soft outlines of houses silent lawns making my own peace with night when i return to bed at last (all tension gone) birds are standing on the treetops bringing in the dawn
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