Screams

Dark skies,
Red eyes,
Nothing like
Getting stoned
On a quiet night.
Quiet night…
Quiet night…
Too quiet…
Silent…
Then,
Wolf howl!
Suealing breaks!
A woman screaming
In the woods I think…
It’s really faint,
And I’m sure
She’s fine.
I’m sure…
I’m sure…
Then I hear it again,
Louder this time,
Like she’s really
In some trouble.
I think I should
Do something.
I’m sure I should.
So I tell myself
That if I hear it again,
I will definitely do something.
But then it
Goes back to
Being quiet,
And I don’t
Hear any screams.
So I figure she
Must be fine.
That, or I’m
Just really high…
Really high…
Really high…
And I thought
I heard screams,
When really, it
Was nothing
At all.

Published by lou rasmus

Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.

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