The Thing down the Hall

I hear it at Night.

It began when I was Smaller,

but still

even now . . .

I keep the door Locked;

It can’t Open it.

But I Hear it

come over Slowly

Press up to the door

Sigh

Tap

and Tap

and Tap …

I hear it at Night.

It began when I was Smaller

but still

even now

I’m never sure

exactly when

I fall asleep.

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Published on June 16, 2012 12:12
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