Spooked !
Spooked !
Unknown alleyways
Where slanting darkness
Camouflages corners and discovers threat
Lost in a maze
Of dead end shadows from fickle moon
Dissembles direction
Turning left
Straight ahead
Turning right
The tourist map of instinct
Points north
But thinks the exit
Lays south
To edged near a wall
Hangs a screeching gate
Pensive listening for its winded clue
Leaves dumb devices of panic
Marching on raised pulses
Time walks around
The implacable bricks
Menacing the insecurity of its passing
By footsteps echoing
As they repeat their searching
Way
Out
Way
Out
Find
The
Way
OUT
Eyes survey for some recognisable shade
Desperate to reconstruct
Confidence
As it trickles away on every stride
The eerie dog fox call barks
On hairy standing chills
Down a shivered neck
Shuddered spine
Stay calm
Way
Out
Way
Out
Way
Out
Find
The
Way
OUT
With outstretched hands
Stumbling blind on creeping fingers
They begin to stir
Clammy cold sweat
The soup of fear
In its wet snarling teeth and demon eyes
With bristled fur comes sneaking
Hunger
Primordial animal
Wants to get out of here
Touches cold metal
Creeks the gate
Iron bars hang awkward
But wait
Take your time
Breath the spooky
Calmly push past the rustling walling thing
When the moon breaks
Out
Outside
Way
Out.
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2009
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