It all starts with the door slamming
The key turning, that definite click and jangle of keys
The heavy steps walking away.
I’ve spent the day in the clinic,
I keep telling them the washbasin is weird,
There’s stuff down there
I can hear them.
They say you are a lunatic, it’s what we expect from you.
So now with the door locked,
I’m staring at the washbasin.
Down inside there’s a horse whinnying,
A dog is barking,
There a voice words I don’t understand
And all the while there’s an overwhelming urge
To stand and peer down the hole.
“Look deeply into the darkness
For from the darkness will come light.”
It’s the lady who says that
Tells me I will ok, no harm will come
“Just trust,” she says
So, I look and my eyes are caught
I can’t look away
I feel myself being sucked in
Hands grab me and I am being pulled
All the while there are voices
I feel lips caress my face
There’s a kiss planted firmly on my mouth
It takes my breath away
I open my eyes and it’s her
Staring at me
A gentle smile
A hand takes mine and we……
I awaken and she is there
Standing by the washbasin
“Lovely visit,” she says
never stopping the alluring smile.
As she disappears down the sink hole
I hear her velvet voice
“See ya soon, Michael.”
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/04/02/writing-prompt-202-its-all-in-the-title/
What an enigmatic poem, it is hard to tell what is real and what isn’t and there is such an allure to the female whether she is real or imagined
Thanks Yves, mission accomplished..
Me thinks perhaps the end is coming? Either that or he is delusional, but the nature of the story leads me to think he’ll be with her soon as she says.