it tapped on my door
it tapped on my door, the monstrous thing
i could not hear it, made sure i wouldn’t
young
by filling my ears with cotton
by sleeping
until dusk left
the sky
was purple again when i closed my eyes
music started playing
a tune so silent yet so human all the same
i wanted to go
where the fire goes
and the trees dance
i wanted to go
where the people went to clap their hands
in spring, in autumn, in winter but not summer
it tapped on my door, the monstrous thing
i could hear it, but made sure i wouldn’t
it tapped on my door, the monstrous thing
i got up on two feet
started singing
started swaying
it tapped on my door
the calling for more
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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