Knock Knock


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Knock Knock” by: rob kistner © 10/28/23

 
It’s nightfall
the darkness now descends
the hand of grief extends
horror chills me to my core

it’s nightfall
words of horror stain my lips
sweetness slips through my fingertips
and scatters ‘cross the floor

it’s nightfall
the shadows stoke my fears
a voice of dread rings in my ears
I am broken evermore

it’s nightfall
dark waves of misery
are rising like the sea
I am stranded on the shore

it’s nightfall
would I were alone
confusion grips me to the bone
terror is knock-knocking at the door

it’s nightfall
I hear you call my name
I’m about to go insane
I just can’t take it anymore

again you call my name
yet again you call my name
with all the knocking at the door
I really can’t take it anymore

finally I scream
“yes dear! — I can hear!”

you shout — “my feet are sore
answer the damned door”

“or those trick’r’treaters
will knock — forevermore

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rob kistner © 2023-24

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16 thoughts on “Knock Knock”

  1. Ah, you had me scared there for a while, Rob, with your suspenseful poem! I am glad it was only a trick-or-treater! “Mundane” indeed. Ha! Thanks for joining us at “What’s Going On.”

    1. Thank you Sherry. I felt the image I crested to accompany the poem was unusual enough to not necessarily immediately spoil the little twist I put in the poem… 😉

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