What do they mean?
The staircase is here.
First one foot on the step,
then the other quickly
slipping in behind.
I'm ascending,
not vanishing.
Amazing how the most
benign of people or places
can get a bad reputation.
Remember, the possessed cat.
What about the haunted river?
So some mice, even a small dog,
were torn limb from limb.
And cops dragged bodies from the water
with faces blanched, jaws cemented open,
eyes popped like jack-in-the-box lids.
I'm sure there's as simple an explanation for that
as there is for why there's no railings
on this landing.
It was built on the cheap.
Like my body was built on the cheap.
Otherwise, why don't I sense
there's suddenly nothing beneath me.
Unless, that is,
sudden revelation is something.