The Room

I do not know much
About the room
We thought we found down
That dank corridor
We never took.

It was far they say,
But dark like the day.

I remember we pointed
To it from cross-roads. That
We saw it once when
Rounding broken corners in towns
I cannot find since. The

Sound of a man who calls
To us from road-sides,
His voice in the trees beyond
The river. The noise

Of a door slamming shut
Behind us somewhere.

It was far they
Say and dark like
The day. Or…

The tap on a door at night.
The sudden realization
That it comes from across
The street somewhere, to

A window half-shuttered by
Blinds, with a light on
In the corner. It was far they…

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16 thoughts on “The Room

  1. Fae December 10, 2015 / 10:12 pm

    This is awesome, from start to finish.


  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) December 10, 2015 / 10:12 pm

    Oh I love this.. for some reason this dreamlike (almost nightmarish) vision make me think of “the wind-up-bird chronicle” by Murakami… hmm I wonder


  3. Glenn Buttkus December 10, 2015 / 11:35 pm

    A perfect jaunt into poetic madness (my favorite kind), rife with synesthesia & enjambment. Red herrings dangled about, a spinning through line that changes masks every few seconds; a fascinating ride into/onto a surrealistic landscape.


  4. Victoria C. Slotto December 11, 2015 / 12:01 am

    There is a haunting, mysterious sense to this poem, Matthew. It almost begs to be developed into a short story…perhaps the beginning of a novel. Enjoyed.


  5. kaykuala h December 11, 2015 / 10:38 am

    We saw it once when
    Rounding broken corners in towns
    I cannot find since.

    Like the mysterious air that permeates right down. It gets the chilling effect to linger on to make it
    right through to the end. Great take Mathew!



  6. insidetheclock December 11, 2015 / 12:29 pm

    This was scary! It makes me think they were eaten up by some horrible monster! Oh my. What an air of mystery. Thanks for the read!


  7. Polly December 11, 2015 / 12:51 pm

    I can hear that door…


  8. Grace December 11, 2015 / 4:57 pm

    I like the suspenseful ending ~ It lets the reader to come to their own conclusion ~


  9. hypercryptical December 11, 2015 / 6:41 pm

    A lovely madness expertly penned.
    Anna :o]


  10. Mary December 11, 2015 / 7:26 pm

    Excellently eerie and thought-provokingly creative. Your images will remain in my mind for a while.


  11. Bodhirose December 12, 2015 / 2:10 am

    Very mysterious and a bit scary… Reminded me of when I was a kid and how there were stories that circulated the neighborhood about this person, or that house and how we came to think they were true, and we were frightened (by our own imaginings).


  12. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) December 14, 2015 / 12:06 am

    Wonderful poem, love the mystery.


  13. katiemiafrederick December 16, 2015 / 10:57 pm

    So many dimensions in
    experiences of human
    UniVerses.. so many
    vicarious looks
    now into
    of other
    but so
    of dArk
    and liGht..
    some rarely
    now of any
    light or dark..
    everyone may
    spend at least three
    days in the prison of
    hell in a mind.. to truly
    know and feel the heaven
    but it’s
    as i
    i Feel..:)


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