As If I Had Seen the Fear In His Eyes

We were just moving in
And our neighbors down the hall
Decided to act neighborly
And invite us over for a visit
We were due for a break

Their apartment was cluttered
In an interesting museum-like way
Obviously the result of downsizing

They introduced us
To little winged patients
They were nursing back to health
It was therapeutic for them they said
As we were handed a drink

There was a curious serenity
About them that I quickly 
Attributed to age
But there was something
Almost unearthly
In their listless eyes

Their exotic flair was palpable
We shook our heads 
When we were mentioned
They had left California
To settle up here

Turns out 
Paradise
Had lost its appeal
When they found
Their son in their garage
Lifeless
With blatant evidence
Of merciless torture

The rest of the visit
Was a blur
We left shaken to the core
I had the taste of his fear 
Primal in my mouth
And felt trapped
In a lingering fog of terror
Not knowing what
To make of their inconceivable ordeal
And the price they must have paid
To attain this zen-like state
While their heart had to
Still be a fresh open wound

I suspect they were just really counting
The days till they met again

It so happened that
I never saw these neighbors again
But the memory 
Will forever haunt me
Horrifying and disturbing
As if I had seen for myself
The deep-rooted primal fear in 
Their poor child’s eyes



AP: 1st place 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ashley Avatar
September 14, 2017 at 7:35 PM
This is quite an awesome write Line! I feel like I have the taste of his fear in my mouth too... your poem is very evocative and emotive and I am feeling your write, not just reading it. Good luck in the contest, though already a winner!
Gauthier Avatar
September 15, 2017 at 8:27 AM
Thank you Susan for your kind note. Much appreciated.
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