Visceral

Visceral

Hush!

There’s something lurking

in the gloom.

I see your doubt

as you scan around

looking for a single sign

that will

sub-stan-ti-ate

my words.

Coming up empty,

you scowl

and there’s no way

I can explain to you

that it’s visceral.

My brain agrees

there’s nothing there,

but my body screams

a primal warning

as a hand swoops out

and grabs you,

drags you

through the wall to nowhere,

defying all logical explanation.