Obsidian Foreboding
Stagnant air filled with foreboding
But it's probably my overactive brain
Still suffering from the five cups
of scalding murky caffeine
Guzzled this morning
Just to make me feel slightly awake
before sprinting to the office
Right?
My phone buzzes on my desk
bzz bzz bzz bzzzzz
like Beethoven's 5th symphony
dun dun dun dunnn
I hum as I begin to
extract myself from the warmth
but hesitate
Early meeting tomorrow
Can't get sucked into the whirlpool
That is Candy Crush and Instagram,
Solitaire and Clash Royale
Again
but what if it's important?
Like someone's in the hospital
Or they're canceling the meeting?
I debate with myself
As mad-women do
My phone vibrates again
Solidifying my resolve
Not to get near my phone
But again and again
Beethoven on steroids
Incessant
The choice is out of my hands
Unlocking the device
As it vibrates in my hand
"We are under attack."
The glowing words proclaim
"Lock your doors and bar your windows"
Probably a scam
But.... what if?
Heavy footfalls to the door
Better safe than sorry
A flurry of texts
becomes a storm
Banging on my apartment door
Hinges about to fly off
But this has to be a dream
Right?
Pinching myself
Until crimson tears
Slapping my cheeks
Until it stings
Look through peephole
Screams echo
Faces of strangers
Morph into neighbors
My closest friends
My family
Pleading eyes
Bloody party dress
Torn PJs
Tears streaming
Begging
Nightmare
Reality
Hand on knob
cold metal bites
Slick with sweat
that is red
frozen
fear consumes
love wins
turning
flinging
open
heaving
dead
crazed
obsidian
damp
the hall is empty
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