Thursday, September 24, 2009


The candles flicker as I sit
and listen to the wind scare
the bejesus out of me.

Out of nowhere, it comes,
and I think something
is out there.

I hear trees and bushes rustling;
I wait for a cat to wail but it never does.
It stops, and I figure I have to close
this screen door.

No fucking way it's staying open.
No fucking way...

When the screen slams shut, I hear
something else as I spin my head
and hear the loudest creak
in my life coming from

A chill sweeps by my face and I
can feel the candles taunting me.

I watch them until they melt.

1 comments from fellow 'Basement' dwellers:

Michael Solender said...

i simply love bejesus in anything, but this sings!

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