SONNET THREE

NIGHT WALKER

Perhaps walking home alone was not smart
but at this hour, with no phone batt'ry,
there is nothing else that can be done
Just take a deep breath and hope for the best

But like all clich├ęd tales, that won't happen
Look forward and feel an eerie presence
Turn around and find that there's nothing there
Ghost tales are known; you know what will happen

Waiting for something to strike, but nothing.
Keep on walking in the direction to home
Pretend that you are safe and that it is daytime
Surrounded by friends, do not feel alone.

For the most part, this works, but something is wrong
As our character never did reach home.