Sinister

Woke up bemused by the piano read in my dream, it was uncanny.

Coming to my sense I heard the same music being played from my garage.

I was petrified realising that I was alone in a house without a piano.

The Accused

The case was at its final verdict. He turned his sight from the judge to me. His eyes glinted just like they once did when he was wrapped up in my arms with a white sheet. But they lacked the innocence they once possessed. The stare was interrupted by the verdict-“Guilty”. Unforgettable. It was a March 24th, the same day he was born.