Of the Night

Rick Reut

(OF THE NIGHT)

…where doorbell rings

shine in the ears

of the night. Fears

seem to have wings.

You know they’re here

when every sound

falls to the ground

level of sheer

madness. Your head

then turns around

the shadowy bed-

room. Once they found

you hiding behind

a shuddering blind…

…where doorbell rings shine in the ears of the night. Fears seem to have wings. You know they’re here when every sound falls to the ground level of sheer madness. Your head then turns around the shadowy bedroom. Once they found you hiding behind a shuddering blind…