Saturday, April 19, 2014

Shaky Reassurances



Shaky Reassurances


What’s that mysterious knock?
It must be the grandfather’s
clock.

Did you hear that twig snapping?
Must be a branch on the window,
tapping.

I heard a soft scream or a howl.
Please tell me it’s only an
owl.

The night sky has turned on the rain
but how do I turn off my
brain?

from Crawl Space: Poems About Scary Things

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