Think I Am Being Followed

Written for:  April 2022 PAD Challenge - Day 23

"Write a conspiracy poem."

Someone is following me,
stealthy, light footsteps in shadow.
When I turn, they duck behind trees.

Could it be that odd man in the grocery?
His huge backpack might hold bow and arrows.
Someone is following me.

I recall those girls laughing with glee
as I rounded corner of Ladlow.
When I turn, they duck behind trees.

Those strange colored lights in sky can be
alien ships moving in to take me in tow.
Someone is following me.

Pay attention to auguries,
sometimes taking the form of swallows.
When I turn, they duck behind trees.

People scoff at the notion of conspiracy
like it is something you will outgrow.
Someone is following me.
When I turn, they duck behind trees.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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10 Responses to Think I Am Being Followed

  1. You’re not paranoid just very keen of your surroundings. 😉

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  2. The problem with that kind of experience is that it so often overtakes reality and perception can be a nasty slave driver. Your poem so well makes that point


  3. Susi Bocks says:

    Maybe it’s not paranoia but you’ve got good instincts?


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