something lives under
the black water
left in that pool
from last summer
late at night
that something screams
the truncated shriek
of a garrotted woman
when I walk by
the dark surface
bubbles and rolls
even on windless nights
i need to drain it
i bought a sump pump
the constant rain
has been the excuse
for why I watch the water
reach toward the house
endure those wet screams
and fear oh yes and fear
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