Nobody said anything.
And in that nothing,
I felt everything.
could you hear it?
or could you tell
the silence near it
Hid it well.
they came into the house,
the one abandoned for years,
But they had never missed a beat,
Warn yellow sheets covering heads,
Knives rusted and tarnished in their hands.
and we had only just moved
and they had only just hoped.
they came like paper machet ghosts,
all action and no talk,
all words but no voice,
and they ended us
that dark, dark night.