Voice
There it was.
Lilting through
The air, down the
Alleyway.
The sound was so
Subtle, the faintest
reverberating echo.
There I was.
Frozen on the sidewalk,
Captive between
Two buildings, held
by the silence
Between when it was heard
And when I would hear it,
growing as it drew closer.
I could just make
Out the words and
The melody they carried,
A feather landing softly
On my ears.
The words came again:
“You are not alone,
For I am always watching.”
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