A party in the cave
A cave
The sounds echo
"Hello? Ow... Ow..."
"Is anyone there? There? there?"
Wasn't it a party in here yesterday?
The happy voices are gone this time
The lights are out
I look around
The roof seems endless in the dark
I like it like that sometimes, makes me reach for nothing in peace
But only without guilt, when my flashlight stops working
But by luck, that's not today
I run. With some help from a dying flashlight, I see glaring eyes staring back at me
"Fuck!"
My erratic steps have made too much noise
Hundreds of sounds are now screaming back
In waves they strike
It's a matter of minutes but feels like a lifetime
How can something endless be so many things?
I dropped my flashlight, it's broken again
The sounds have stopped, the roof paints black
I smile.
I feel alive, no flashlight is needed
In laughter I hear the first song of the party again
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Posted Jul 22, 2022, 7:04 PM UTC
I love the eery description followed by feelings of comfort- thats my favorite thing in writing- then followed by fear it hooks me in. I feel like this poem can be interpreted in so many ways, and my mind is connecting it to personal experiences
Thank you so much for your reply! 😄