Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 01/29/21

I Am Afraid of the Dark

Someone is
cleaning the mess
I left behind.
They handle
and caress my body
carefully
which is what I
longed for most of all.

Talking about families
and news events,
ignoring the body
sounds and twitches
that are familiar,
I hope they don’t smoke
while doing their work
I’m allergic to tobacco
it makes me cough
uncontrollably.

Their work done,
calling it a day,
flip the switch,
leave the room.
I am afraid
of the dark.

I naturally want
to curl like a babe
but I can’t move,
the slab is
uncomfortably cold
even for the dead.
Pops and creaks
interrupt the deafening
silence.
Desperate to call out,
hoping I’m not alone,
my tongue,
a leathery flap,
lies still.
I am afraid
of the dark.

I sense a strangeness,
a void,
no rhythmic breathing,
no pulsing sensation,
emptiness.
No activity to gage my
existence, except…….
mental awareness.
Awareness of no one there
to comfort me in the darkness.
I am afraid
of the dark.

©2021 Phil Rowan All rights reserved.

A native of Kentucky, Phil Rowan is a published artist and poet. He graduated from Western Kentucky University, a degree in Psychology. His paintings and poems have been featured in several magazines, literary journals and Eprint. My Kentucky Home, his latest chapbook, is available on Amazon.

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