Do You Hear It Too?

By Clark Call

Free verse

Maybe it was his phone, maybe his eyes 

Or just the fact he always said hi when passing by 

He met his end by my hands all the same 

One might say I'm insane 

I say nay, let me say why I am sane! 

I have taken my meds for the first time in weeks! 

When I stalked him that night, you couldn't hear me 

Not a peep 

Would a mad man make sure to cover his shriek? 

Would he be so detailed? Would he be so clean?

His phone vibrated, I picked it up for him!

It was his wife and kids, asking where he was! 

I hung up, hands trembling

He was merely across the hall, in my apartment 

… Nevertheless 

Perhaps inviting him over was a mistake 

It haunts me 

I hid his body under the planks 

Would it smell? 

Even though he already smelled like hell? 

The family learned he wasn't coming back 

It was a sound worse than a vibration 

Over and over 

At night, as days passed by 

I think I can still hear the phone vibrating 

In sync with the wails of the family down the hall 

I still hear them through the planks and walls

As I grow old, not learning anything new 

But I can't ask anyone if they hear it too

By Clark Call