Someone’s Watching
10pm somewhere
there’s a muffled dog bark
the freight train blows
its horn into a dead night
no one hears
or……does everyone feel like breaking?
Does anyone long
for that train’s solace
of continuity
do they notice how
the bats hungry with night
dip and swoosh
breaking the cryptic addiction
these swarms of moths hold
to the nightlight
over our front door
of the house that fills the story
in some book that no one wrote
Could everyone feel
that someone’s out there
watching that same damn star
or satellite
or alien spaceship
that one spec of forever
is someone aching
other than me?
Someone’s wading
through a dank river
attempting to hitch on
to that train
as the dog barks
at the silent
silver moon
daring it into the sky
Someone’s out there
crossing train tracks
and roads
kissing the night hello
someone’s quiet
with their ear to my heart
Horror Sleaze Trash 