Screams From A Higher FloorA Poem by Patrick DaviesIt's all around. I've locked my door, but it doesn't help.Another night, Another dream, Another fright, Another scream.
It bubbles from below And shoots upward, To the top. To the higher floors. I hear its feet pounding On the floor above But my heart goes to it.
Walls with torn paper It slips through. Under lamplight, Through empty picture frame It makes its home.
I cannot go out again But I know that walls don't contain it Or protect me. Why does it keep me alive? For I have seen its face.
Screams from a higher floor Echo through staircases. Suddenly I feel dead, Sheets covering my head. Shivering in my bed I know it is in the room. My God, we meet again.
And I'm dragged feet first... © 2009 Patrick Davies |
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