Nighttime Caller

(Phote by Vera Kratochvil at PublicDomainPictures.net)

Three times last night, I thought

I heard your ring, though the phone

was distant and silent. Each time, as

I sought to answer, the ringing ceased.

But in the dread still-dark of dawn,

I answered your call in my dream,

and heard your voice, broken. And in that

moment, the monster that lurked, lunged.

 

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Written for Friday Flash 55. Got something to say in exactly 55 words? Go tell Mr. KnowItAll.