April 11, 2024Poem

I saw a devil

loss

I saw a devil

Standing behind me

Glowering over my shoulder

He wasn’t there

When I turned around

No matter how quickly

I moved

But I knew he was there

In my shadow

I could feel his breath

On my neck

The prickle on my skin

The burn

Of his stare

It wasn’t hair loss

Or bad lighting

That stopped me

Looking in mirrors

It was him.