Saturday, November 7, 2020

at midnight

you hear
the rattle of paws.
the creak
of boards.
the scratch and grind
of what
might be
teeth
or claws.
the rustle of something
beneath
or above
the floor. is it in
the attic,
or between the walls.
it could be
nothing.
just wind, just rain,
just fear. or maybe it's
nothing at all.

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