All had been well then he sensed his dead friend! The Foureyed Poet

The Foureyed Poet

He sensed a slight movements in his space

scared to turn something touched he knew

silence is all that surrounded the empty air

strong icy breeze blew passed stubbled face

sitting in that cosy flat but nobody was due

something was with him became aware!

Certain he had never before felt this way

always been a sceptic with an open mind

power had gone strange noises increased

each sound was magnified should he pray

what was here within his home confined

frozen was this caused by the deceased?

Breathing heavy fear over came all senses

tripping over furniture opened the front door

went outside sweat pouring it felt like hell

what had attacked his personal defences

instantly it was fine not scared anymore

slowly went in now light inside all was well!

But from that moment knew it had stirred

movements and noises loudly heard

the friend he murdered had returned

wanting to…

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