The door
behind her shuts with a loud bang,
disconnected
with the force she employs.
A sinister draught
eddies, unseen hands
move window
louvres in a spasm of noise.
The office,
drained of its usual talk,
the
corridor emptied of its milling feet,
floats high
above the ground. Peak traffic clots
in
pinpricks of light in thin threads of streets.
From the
ceiling lines of fluorescent tubes
size her up
through hostile, slit cross-eyes;
the
security’s left, except one small group
somewhere in
the innards of the high-rise.
Is it her
heels that strike too loud a note
or is it
her heart that’s thudding in her throat?
Sounds like she's in a dangerous place.
ReplyDeleteYes, nowhere is safe in October! :-)
DeleteHi Nila - yes .. not sure I'd like to be there ... I do like to know where sounds come from .. things that go bump in the night worry me! Clever poem though .. cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteYup, me too :)
DeleteWonderful, perfect for the month of Halloween. Office buildings at night when you're all alone are very frightening. Been there, done that, and wouldn't do it again. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, not a good place to be in...I wouldn't do it again either :~)
DeleteA great piece dripping with dark undertones. Greetings!
ReplyDeleteReciprocated most warmly! Glad you enjoyed the post..
DeleteOooh. I like this, Nila!
ReplyDeleteMy favourite line: "Peak traffic clots
in pinpricks of light in thin threads of streets."
Great word choices!
I love the aerial perspective of the traffic-jammed, noisy streets far down below. You get a true sense of the distance and isolation.
Really effective.
It emphasizes hidden dangers and 'the unknown' waiting to pounce on the individual "trapped" in the eerie silence of this high-rise world where nobody will hear you! *shivers*
The word "innards" is sinister.
Breathes life into the building and gives the impression that the security isn't safe either!
Wonderful!
High rises are kind of sinister in my book :) even in daylight and with people around...thanks for the critique Michelle, much appreciated!
DeleteDoes one’s mind
ReplyDeletenot show fear unseen
Reading all things
on lines in-between
We shun all noise
thinking its mean
Are all things bad
on Halloween
Are all things bad...nope...a bunch of great films and stories ...apart from those amazing pumpkin carvings :)
DeleteTrue great reads are
Deletefound on pumpkin tells
Mind trembling stories
As heart do swells
A headless rider
A Santa want to be
Witch’s’ cauldron
And ghostly three
Cat only black
Wait I’m scaring me
:-)
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