It could be a scary movie or ghost story poem. It could be a poem about a secret in your past. It could be a poem about your worst fear. It just needs to bring up a scary/fearful/uncomfortable emotion as you write.
(Not in the mood, but okay... trying to catch up in a hurry!!)
She, shaking, screams, "There they are again!"
and the high air traces with rockets and her friend is there, kneeling before the panicked, terrified girl.
I kneel before you. Even after you're gone now and I tell you, "It will be okay. It will be okay."
I hold your ghost hand atremble and can tell, by the air, how it whistles, that the hit will be direct
forevermore
all will fall as dust around this true and useless, still-kneeling, care.
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