There’s a hole in the wall across my bed It wasn’t there before I don’t know when it showed up It’s not too big, not small instead Big enough for an eye Big enough for something more I stare at it more than I should Like it’s going to change Like it might just close on its own At night it looks darker… At night it looks deeper Like it has no end Like it doesn’t stop at the wall I think about what’s behind I think someone’s on the other side Waiting Without a sound Sometimes I reach out my hand But I don’t put it in I don’t want to touch what I can’t see I feel something watching me When I turn off the light The hole in the wall is still there It doesn’t move, but it knows me well Everything shifts when I stare I feel something I can’t tell I swear it breathes when I pass Knows the moment I look Knows when I try to sleep And won’t let me out of its grasp Today I heard something It didn’t come from the door It didn’t come from the window It came from the wall I stayed completely still Waiting for it again Waiting for something to come out Nothing happened at all But it doesn’t feel empty anymore If I stare too long I feel something moving inside If I get too close I feel it getting close too I don’t know who started first The hole in the wall isn’t just a hole It’s a way in Or a way out The hole in the wall is still there It doesn’t move, but it knows me well Everything shifts when I stare I feel something I can’t tell I swear it breathes when I pass Knows the moment I look Knows when I try to sleep And won’t let me out of its grasp I can’t sleep facing away I can’t stop thinking of it I can’t stop looking The hole is still there
