a visit from Mister Poe
who knows
and
what if everyone should know
I’ve only confessed to God
and so might not bear
the forgiveness
from people
and should they bear scorn in their eyes
and
their subtle rejections
even as detectives
met
happily
while the perpetrator of the crime
heard his own heart
though was
certain it beat from his victim
within the floorboards
beneath them all
and could he not bear a moment longer
unopened in himself
and so cried
confessing
all by terror as the means
rather
than a priestly person
so the ghost of the one he killed
pressed on him
worse than a would-be pardoner’s
supplication
or the black
cat
who wailed behind the wall
in this case
supplanting by revealing
sin
and murder
and so these stories go
of exposure should
the sinner
try to hide
from the world whose implication
must
be to expose
c l couch
for Hallowe’en and other Gothic times
photo by Sonny Mauricio on Unsplash
clcouch123
I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.
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October 30, 2025 at 3:25 pm
Nice!
October 30, 2025 at 5:18 pm
Loved the gothic, Poe-esque feel to it!