a really spooky poem
I’m resorting to a haunting to get you back.
Granted, as a ghost I’d probably be just some asshole in a bed sheet.
You’d see me, roll your eyes and go back to work. You never were
a believer, never once touched a Ouija board, and my breath on your
neck, my cold hand on your shoulder, won’t make a difference.
I could be a real 21st century woman in white,
except for a coffee stain here or there. Typical.
I can’t make tables float and I won’t drag my fingernails across your door,
but if I creep long enough, maybe
it will be enough
and you will have enough
with this game of bang and what was that?
(It’s just me. I couldn’t see the fridge through this bed sheet.)
Truth is, you’re a lot scarier than me, ‘cause if
my head’s a haunted house, you’re the nasty spirit
and I’m hoping I can scare you back
It’s only fair if we share the goose bumps.
Or, if we’re both playing ghost,
we can put this sheet to better use.
Demon Hickeys is "Out of Print" from The Blasted Tree Store.
Featured by The Blasted Tree: May 28, 2015
Prince Poirier
Contributing Author
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Demon Hickeys by Prince Poirier is a Blasted Tree original collection of poetry.
ISBN [Digital]: 978-1-987906-08-0
Cover Design by Kyle Flemmer - Cover Image by Ashley Kiel