house of horrors.
I am a ghost flickering through walls.
i go into the house of someone.
I hear this commotion just out in the hall,
I hear this sharp scuttle, and he starts to bark.
As he flew past, I gave a loud scream!
house of horrors.
I am a ghost flickering through walls.
i go into the house of someone.
i am terrified of the blank page,
of margin and space
like a horror house of mirrors,
i am afraid of what i will find
if l look up and start writing
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