Wednesday, February 15, 2017

A Good Read

I confess a deep dark mystery has me in its grip
The author drags me into night black basements
where danger lurks behind every shadow
Every creak, each sound means danger
I jump when I hear the refrigerator hum
I investigate the slant of light on the floor
Night sweats       Silhouettes on the Wall
A page turner
Teeth chattering
I'll take out the next in the series tomorrow


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