Heard, not Seen

The blackness hides them in the night

Haunting sounds of creatures

who likely can see me

knowing that I cannot see anything

Heard and not seen; what could they be

Heard and not seen

A mile away scream

The echo shakes

A looming fear

The atmosphere is different here

Sweat forms puddles in the dark

I wish for sparks of light anywhere to assist

This blackness unkind, unwelcome, an abyss of loneliness

Heard and not seen

Where could I be

Heard and not seen

A mile away dream.

Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Sage Cigarettes, Crepe & Penn, Hell Hued Zine (among other publications). His second mini collection of 3×3 poems is available here:
https://payhip.com/b/LBev

Find him on Twitter @storiesyoumight

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