Its dark now
The house is silent
Save for the creaking of the floor
The room, the bed, the sheets, me
Seemingly everything is making noises
They don’t normally make.
To make matters worse
For the first time ever
My parents are away for the weekend.
Normally I am fine in the dark
But tonight I am on edge.
Last night I took my girlfriend
To the movies, The Exorcist.
It terrified me; I have been trembling ever since,
I even smashed her hand at one stage
Against the arm rest as I moved to cover my eyes
Apologies were short lived as the next
Even more confronting scene followed
Heads swivelling, projectile green vomit
Were bad enough
But it was the sound, the voices,
That scared me the most,
Unnatural sounds from unnatural beings.
Should my bed so much as move as a fraction
I am out of here!
A sleepless night, dawn welcomed with open arms.
Later I read the novel
Enjoyed it as I took in the scenes that frightened me
Given time to digest them, not visually confronted.
My naivety in seeing the film
Thinking at age twenty
What a man of the world I was
Was horribly rewarded.