Midnight

Midnight

Date unknown

In the middle of a moonless night,

I heard a disconcerting sound,

The noisy clinking of a chain

And the howl of a hound.

The light crunching of rice paper,

Just one single heartbeat,

And the patter of something on the roof,

Is it a wonder I can’t sleep?

Then smell of sweet flowers,

Overpowered by sweet raspberry,

I wondered why I was frightened,

But I decided to be cautious and wary.

The door opened slowly, quietly,

Then something slithered in,

Dark—and—shiny,

Something tall and foreign.

It made a horrendous screech

As it slide across the floor

Like a rock in a river,

It stood alone in front of the door.