Friday, November 2, 2012

The Window


Dusty
As if an urn had broken
and covered the window
with cremains.

Gray
Completely solid in color
except for the piece missing
out of the bottom right corner.

Darkness
All that shines through
the hole in the corner
is a lone candle in the distance.

Noises
Faintly echoing
through the dirty window. Is
somebody in there?

Figures
Appear through the hole.
Dressed in black robes
they chant in ominously.

Diablo
They chant for their lord
Satan almighty while lighting
black candles.

Screams
Blood curdling and horrible.
They’re coming from inside
beyond the dirty window.

Ritual
Sacrificing the virgin
to please their lord
Satan almighty.

See
Me through the dirt
covered window, they do.
Coming to get me.

Blinded
And gagged. They drag me
into the place of ritual.

The Window
Serves as my last witness
but it shall never tell
the horrors it has seen.