CORNERS

Shadows slink, inky in deep recesses, absorbing light,
reflecting none back,
the black deepens sucking at the glow, taking it all,
there is nothing left but a limitless, eternal night.
A scurrying interrupts the obsidian stillness
The merest of susurrations
Hinted, whispered, sensed more than heard
Feared more than noticed.
It echoes, repeats and grows louder
Filling the emptiness with trepidation
Stress lines fracture,
Cracks appear in the armour
Of your skin.
Horrific images loom into focus
Monster and ghouls ghost gremlins and golems abound
The nightmare breathes
It seethes with power
Reeks of reprehensible terrors
Tastes of noxious desires
And feels like squirming dread.
From the corner of your eye
Spied a jerking twitch
Movement in the darkness
The Shadows come alive.