I Look Down

From my window
I look down, look down
At the iniquitous world spread out below me.
I look down, look down
I see the curst world, but it doesn’t see me.

From my room
I look down, look down
At the caliginous night steeped in midnight tea.
I look down, look down
I see the leaden darkness, but it doesn’t see me.

From my prison
I look down, look down
At a haunting of ghosts, ghouls, and monstrous afreets.
I look down, look down
I see all things vile and evil . . . and pray they don’t see me.

© Kaddie Tucker 2018

More from this writer at: Down a Long Dark Road

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Nitin says:

    Just amazing. I love the form of the poem too.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. kaddietucker says:

      Thank you, Nitin. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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