in the night

I wake often
in the night
to faces around
me.

They stand;
they watch.

They used to
frighten me,
terrify me.
As a child
I would
scream.

I have
grown used
to them.

Now they
just take up
a moment
of space.
Time enough ‘
to close
my eyes,
roll over,
and sleep
them away.

I think
after all
this time
if there
was a real
person

standing
in my room
at my window
peering through
the door

the way these
silent apparitions
do,

I wouldn’t know
the difference.

I would
roll over,
close my eyes,
and sleep
them away.

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