thegraven

[thegraven]

The Graven

by Edna Alice Poe-Em

As I pondered, bleak and leery, coronavirus and germ theory-

My mind obsessed o’er corporal lore.

Reporters yapping; jaws loud flapping:

“Danger! Danger! Shut your doors!”

And then I sneezed, just as before-

Allergies and nothing more.

My hands (well-washed, so red and chapping) labored o’er lists and mapping-

A venture to the local store.

Then I stooped to count my dough; I’d stock my home though funds sunk low-

Household basics I would score:

Canned food, TP, soap and more-

Throw in bleach to vanquish spores!

At the store, mass panic rising; empty shelves mean list revising-

Other options I’d explore.

So I contrived substitutions, simply sought out sure solutions-

Napkins work for varied chores.

Shoppers grumbled and some swore:

“[Harsher words]!” than days of yore.

Late that night, the clock struck twelve and into dark my thoughts did delve-

Birthed from flicks of bloody gore.

On the window- creepy rapping- ominous, persistent tapping-

Sounds my reason bade: “Ignore!”

Hysteria I deigned deplore.

Sanity I must restore.

Heart fast pounding- fears abounding-

Whirlwind tizzy I should abhor.

Vampires or werewolves or incubi? Zombies or mummies or a black bird’s eye?

Dragons and demons and monsters galore.

Divine assistance! Please hear me implore!

I’m drowning in dread! Dear Lord, bring me ashore!

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