Closing In

Glistening eyes


From behind.

The clock ticks.

The dog howls

In the moonlit night.

Running through the street,

I search for you.

Close your eyes

And count to ten.

Listen to the beetles

Fluttering and buzzing

Around the porch.

Nothing ends

Like a funeral.

A simple type

Of dark words

Closing in on my face.



Have some pancakes.

Walk the dog.

Wash the dishes.

Nearby is true.

Close the door.

Quiz tomorrow.

Relax yourself.

Climb the mountain.

She is here.

Close call is scary.

Funeral ending.

Fried foods are tasty.