This poem is something deep and complex sounding yet in reality it is simple, and gets across a message. I like this poem that I wrote because it leaves the readers wondering what was making that sound? And what happens after hearing it? ...it's mysterious and can leave a reader thinking. In reality, what I wrote this poem about would probably not be easily guessed. It's based on my fear I had when I was little to go down to the basement. I would hear weird sounds coming from down there, and truthfully, the thing that was making those noises was only the dryer. But my young mind didn't know that. 

In terms of some decisions I made: 

The poem starts with "down, down, below" and each word has its own line. In addition to the way it catches the reader's eye, there was another purpose. I have three "levels" to my house. The attic, upstairs, downstairs and the basement, "under the level of living" would be downstairs, where the living room is and where other people are. 

The "crackles, moans, and buzzes" are onomatopoeia that represent the sounds the "thing" or in this case the dryer makes. The imagery I gave, purposely, doesn't exactly define the place where the "thing" might be, so you have to picture it. With the cement walls and chilling sounds.

In the end, the entire poem was about a childhood fear that my family "didn't hear" or "didn't think was scary"... that made my young self upset. Although I've clearly moved on from this, it didn't stop me from putting into words now what I couldn't then!