The water hits the window
and she sits on the couch.
Wind howls outside
and a candle flickers on the table.
The sounds echo around her,
reverberating in the space.
Everything is illuminated
for an instant,
before it disappears.
Coldness seems to seep
through the windows and walls,
sneaking past her sweater
and chills her to the bones,
as the demons fight in the air
where they can’t be seen.
Their loud cries of rage and pain
and the shining streaks of weapons clashing
makes her feel small.
Their tears and blood splash
against the roof,
slipping down the sides
and collecting around her
like an ocean.