Out my window
Late at night
I’m afraid to look at what I may sight
Still, sometimes I can’t resist the urge
Terrified is usually how ends these ventures
One night I looked out
I saw a man
Smile he did
Candy he had in his hand
His beard was long
He wore a coat
This disturbed me as I’m only 9 years old
2 weeks later I hear a sound
I look outside and see something most profound!
There was the sound of digging
Followed by a yelp!
The man had dumped a poor dog in the hole…
As though he knew I was there
He slowly turned and smiled again…
I very quickly ran away
Hiding under my covers the remainder of the night
Terrified with fright
As closely I listened to heavy breathing far down below
It was the man…I know so.
A few nights later
What do I hear?
A disturbed laughter
Peering out
It’s the man with the beard!
He has a saw in his hand
A woman lay on a stump
…Or…
Half of her did…
In this house, I try to use the phone
No one ever listens
No one ever responds
I’m always alone…
A few nights later I look out my window again
It is then, I see them…
My parents, long since dead
Slowly skinned
Nothing made sense…
I suddenly feel a jolt of agonizing pain
I see them murdered again and again!
It is then I see the man
Smiling,
A familiar head in his left hand…
Staring into those lifeless eyes
I remember it was this man who murdered me
…I remembered that I was no longer alive…
…Every night a new frightful sight…
Trapped eternally to witness Death most grotesque
Here I sit in my home…
…Watching the madness…
-Out My Window-
