The Inside Noise
'He' knocked from inside.
My Mom stood up from her place.
My name is Joe.
She called 'him' by his name, which she had given for 'him'.
His reply was another knock, which made everything else to look blur and dim.
I still didn't come out of my hiding.
To know what the inside noise is, I wanted to keep the time biding.
I was away for work and studies, hence my Mom missed me a lot.
As I am her only Son, she always centered me in her thought.
To replace me, she created 'him' inside her mind.
She called him as "Wall Joe", her creative find.
Did she create an evil or whether she was working like an anvil?
I initially thought that 'he' surely didn't sound like a devil.
My Dad worried about her, he called me to come home.
His mind was working faster than my plane which came out of the aerodrome.
When I reached during the night, I saw Dad with my Mom, nearby that wall.
A hand suddenly pulled him inside, it seemed to me that my Father will come out of the hall; oh no, forget it, he got a loud maul.
I was stunned, terrified and speechless.
My Mom was posing with a jeery smile, excited and bloodless.
Is she insane, no, she wanted to live with her second Son, that's 'him'.
So, she sent her husband first as usual, in a whim.
Can 'he' see me from inside the wall?
There wasn't even a drop of water inside my throat's apple ball.
"Hey Joe, I am Wall Joe. Come inside", the voice said.
I wish I can go back to my birthday, when I was safer in my mother's bed.
My Mom thought 'him' as my little brother.
Little did she know that we both were in a spot of bother.
I jumped out of my hiding, grabbed her hand and ran outside.
No magic but without any logic, both of us were coming back inside.
Somebody grabbed my foot and I fell down.
When I opened up my eyes, I saw I was in my night gown.
Thank God that this was just a nightmare.
A nocturnal bird's abnormal sound at that time, made me feel like a mad mare.
My Parents are safe at home, sleeping peacefully.
I'm in my home in another city; my mind was clobbered by the visuals, hence it was behaving sleazefully.
My Mom wasn't excited at any stage.
It was just a dream about her playful creation of my alter-ego, which had trapped me in a cage.
I drank some water and tried to go back to sleep.
Suddenly, the wall creaked and I heard a chilly cold whispery bleep.
Then a new calling came and it surely didn't sound like a dreamy game.
"Hey Joe, I am Wall Joe. Come inside..."
© Stellar Ram 2017