SAVED
A bump in the night,
It’s nothing, right?
Wind at the window,
Gusts at the door.
Shadows in the bedroom,
Were they there before?
An old farm house,
Creaking wood floors.
A musty bed
In an unused room.
A storm, mad rain,
Go to sleep, again.
A crucifix on the wall,
Across from the bed.
A voice in the dark,
A whisper in his head.
Have you been saved?
The shadows said.
Thorns on his head,
Blood on his ribs.
The pale figure moved,
First hands, then feet.
Stepped off the wood cross,
Floated down from the wall.
Sheets on the floor,
Feet on the stairs.
Heart pounding,
Door slamming.
Rain on his face,
He shouted back at the house.
Thanks, but I saved myself!
Art work, video, you know, all the hard stuff, by Peter—the creative mind behind Little Fears.
A big thank you to Peter for coming up with this Sunday Collaboration idea and giving me the opportunity to get Spooky. If you’re looking to start your day with a laugh, check out Peter’s blog.
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