but not fast enough.
As it catches him,
he stops momentarily,
pauses,
his eyes flutter closed.
When they open they flash black
not normal, not himself, not anymore.
Then he continues on with great care,
acts normal, eyes normal, just normal.
He likes to tease them,
make it a game.
They can run - just as he did
but never fast enough.
He likes to scare them,
contort his body,
flash his evil black eyes,
whisper to them
what he will do
to them
to their families,
to their friends,
no one will ever know.
why?
Who would ever believe
that the supernatural
is real?
Wow. Very intense. The rhetorical question at the end of the poem puts it over the top. At first I wasn't sure where the poem was going, but then you asked the question. Your poem makes me think. I am filled with questions. Who is the "it" in the first stanza? I liked how you can see a switch in the person after he is captured by the entity. Is there a title to the poem?
ReplyDeletewell in my case "it" is a demon but I guess you could say that it could be a multitude of things if I changed the wording slightly. and as of now no, I don't have a title but I'm working on it!
DeleteI really enjoy the imagery you use, and the syntax is interesting and I think very powerful. I enjoy the anxious mood, and then dark ominous, almost sadistic tone it takes on. The punctuation also gives it a nice flow.
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed everything about this poem. The way the structure is set up, it's rushed, but not overly rushed. You can understand what everyone is feeling in the poem. Like Shelby said, the syntax is great and I really like the way you used the punctuation. Overall, fantastic poem.
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