~~~
it
visits
when the
moon is full
hanging
from
my ceiling
like a malevolent
cloud
tears from an acrid
rainfall of agony
fall on my forhead
one
by
one
i don't know
what it means
much less what
it wants
at first i thought
that I was dreaming
i ignored the apparition
but when i woke up my
pillows would be
soaking wet
fear became
lodged in my heart
i never slept
in that room
again
~~~
This is based on a true story.
We lived in a huge
House that had been a
TB sanitarium
For the Papago Indians
Back around the turn
Of the century
There was a graveyard
In our back yard.
When we left we rented
The place out
Our tenants left after
One month never to return
They swore the place was
HAUNTED