It Speaks to Me
A warning from within the house
Click click click click click, click click
What is that? What is that sound?
Something is wrong in the house
Click click, click click click, click click
The pattern is not constant, changing
Click click, click click click, click click
It is the same now, that was the same
Is it trying to speak? The house speaks
Click, click click, click click click click
Different again! Is it Morse code? A signal?
My house, this hundred year old place of hearth
Now determined to send a message to me
Click Click Click, Click Click, click
What are you trying to warn me of? What danger?
Why do you change the pattern, if not a sign to me
Click, click click click, click click, click click click
Careful. Investigate with care. Watch for attacks
Click click click click, click, click, click click
Oh … it’s the fan in the front room, shaking, clicking
Rattling on the highest speed setting, click, off.
About the Creator
Savannah K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)
short stories, poetry, life experience
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Comments (2)
Cool and almost eerie concept!!
Excellent!