Nothing At All

thermometer cold to the touch
absent of heat, patron
walks behind the taker

mirror image, the wall
the floors,
nothing at all

teeth chatter at base of my neck,
“You see nothing but death!”

goosebumps of fear,
I say nothing,
 nothing at all

laughter forests my space
i dare not look
scared, confused

ice steam escapes
hungry lips

i hear the click of polished heels
upon the deck
drifting away

i want to warn the crew
but i can’t move
transfixed

ears alight with
the flight of frenetic wings
and screams

i need to run
but it’s over
a cape draped across

my shoulders
“Ah, you’ve waited…”
turns me around

eyes bold
red lips
long black hair

“I’ll let you live.
Will you dare
to tell…”

As if it never happened,
nothing at all 
the vampire vanishes

but his eyes light
the window at night
to taunt

when they ask me what i know
my answer is
nothing at all

the sanatorium dressed for Halloween
pumpkins blink, flare
i see eyes everywhere

11/19/2020
True story ;)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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October 20, 2020 at 6:36 AM
Damn this is really scary and based on a true story!!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 5:12 PM
True story with a wink...lol. I did have a patron come in with a very cold temperature. I did a double take, took it again...the same. I took my own and nothing was wrong with the thermometer. Then my imagination took over...brr
Buhagiar Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 2:02 AM
This poem gave me the shivers. Images flowed and discarded and taken up again. I still feel the chill. ~~
Rodrigues Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 5:27 AM
:)
Andresen Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 1:42 AM
- A scary story, Kim ... today's shadows and vampires ... we never know when they "popping up" - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Rodrigues Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 5:28 AM
Thank you! Hugs :)
Buehler Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 8:37 PM
Exceptional storytelling. I can see you telling this tale around a campfire at night. Guaranteed to thrill-and chill! :0
Rodrigues Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 9:21 PM
Thank you, Judy! I had to take someone’s temperature today to screen them for covid and was surprised by her very low body temperature. Well, you know, the imagination starts churning.
Wolf Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 5:10 PM
AMAZING! ~ Werewolf
Rodrigues Avatar
October 19, 2020 at 5:51 PM
LOL...Wolfie! Thanks!
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