Big Tent Poetry–“Horror”


Somewhere within
it lingers—
that word you’ve known forever.
You descend into
the murky void
and grope.

Somewhere inside
in a corner
of your mind
a spider weaves
its tangled webs.

You know a monster lurks
down deep,
in shadowy crevices.
If you cannot
what happens next?

will you forget
my name as well,
or lose your way, or
not remember who you are?

Submitted to Big Tent Poetry. This week’s theme is “something scarey.” Check it out at