January 30th, 2023

A fog-like dread rolls in
sending chips of ice
down my spine and
leaving slick wet trails behind.
Then came the creaking.
The creeping sound of
walls pressing and bending out of shape,
a low groan of protest that brings
my eyes up towards the cracks splitting the ceiling.
Cracks that seem to grow everytime I look at them.
A sickness, a bug crawling down to
the window.
The window, where that same groan had drawn
my eye.
Sheer curtains
like gauze covering
oozing darkness behind
stiff blinds.
The shutters of my collapsing fortress.
I swallow thickly,
Breath caught
Heart stopped
as I look into the darkness.
Like peering over a cliff’s edge
into stormy seas.
What I see,
threatens me.
A man,
a man opening the window
to my 2nd floor apartment.
Without warning,
without a call or hello
inviting and dragging himself in from
the night to end it all.
A string of stuttering pleas fall from my lips.
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