More Pitter than Patter

Down on the roof you

plunge to your abrupt demise.

Alert to your ghost,

you echo throughout the house

waking me from my slumber.

Hallway Horror

A squeal from behind

notifies me of my doom.

Wretched creatures walk

toward me with designer

bags and clothes, with extensions.


You see them before

you actually hear them.

Waiting behind a

door, hoping they will stop soon.

You can not take them for long.