It was a nice apartment she kept telling herself
though had to admit it was cheap
certainly needed decorating that was certain
at last she had plenty of room
not having to share with her younger sister
definitely did not miss her.
But on the kitchen wall was a dialling telephone
thought this odd must be old
after a while began to like its shape and colour
noticing it was not connected
as she planned the redecoration of her new home
in her thoughts continued to roam.
Happy in her own world deciding on wallpaper
was distracted by a ringing
not being use to this sound ignored it carried on
but then heard it once more
following the ring ended up where she begun
it stopped not feeling the fun!
Again looked at the dialling phone surely not
no connection checked once more
as she went to leave it rang loudly she froze
stopped how could it ring
wanting to get away yet was being drawn
unconsciously now feeling forlorn!
A knock at the door made her become alert
to a more rational mood
relieved ran pleased somebody had called
where her best friend stood
that welcome smile helped the event fade
their affection both displayed.
An instant decision to have a shopping spree
putting them in a great mood
as it was Saturday went on to a night club
arriving home late and drunk
soon had fallen into a deep unsettled sleep
both on the lounge floor in a heap.
At three ten a persistent loud ring roused them
making their headaches worse
staggering into the kitchen it was the telephone
her friend lifted the receiver
together listened and could hear faint breathing
this made them feel like heaving!
A rasping voice then welcomed them into his home
dropping the receiver ran out
unable to sleep sat on the floor huddled together
nothing else happened that night
but curiosity overtook their fear they had to see
each wanting a cup of coffee.
Everything was normal in here the phone dangling
so continued to make breakfast
putting the receiver back tried chatting but weary
of what had recently transpired
glancing at the cut line wondering how it had rung
a glass fell into the sink with a clang!
Distracting them then it happened again jumping up
both ran yelling into corridor
with the telephone ringing and echoing endlessly
at that moment the neighbour
in the apartment opposite sheepishly came into view
telling them what she knew!
Of the elderly man who lived there for so many years
and found bludgeoned to death
hardly ever came to speak his only link the telephone
was found by it in the kitchen
when she found the door open worried went within
finding the body with pale bloody skin!
The son was eventually charged and later executed
left unoccupied for ten years
surprised that anybody had taken the apartment
they could still hear it ringing
could not go back in thought this was her new pad
scared had to walk away this was sad.
As they left the neighbour quickly closed her door
the telephone was still ringing!
The Foureyed Poet.