A sound in the night
High and piercing
Like a cat in heat
Like a screeching hinge
Was it someone in pain
Or a cry of pleasure
An owl hunting
Or late night partiers
It rang out as we
Lingered under the
Almost full moon
Sent shivers down
And there was no way
We were about to
Investigate
Creep down into the
Cellar with flashlights
While the audience shouts
Don’t go there