Poetics Aside Prompt; Write a Scary Poem
I feel your body next to mine
It is cold
I reach to turn on a lamp
But there is no light
I strike a match
It will not flare
The darkness closes in
A suffocating wall
I press my face to your cheek
But I cannot feel you
Or see you
We are cold
I hear my children crying
Somewhere
Out there
In the darkest dark
Alone
They tell us there will never be
Another morning
And the sun
Has died…
© Janet Martin
Don't you love
warmth
and light?
Last night I turned out all of the lights, and as I walked to my room with my arms stretched out in front of me the darkness felt like a wall closing in...
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