The Bathroom
By saltyman65
Leaping past…….closet door……. attic door…
Breathy whispers slip through,
cracked paneled exhales,
inaudible whispers come.
…..hovering…………….
Smiling teeth- nash- down
Stretching hallway styles,
black gaps, fingers tap
to the depths of
cellar door
and abyss.
Linoleum… Cut\Sash/ Slash>>>to the feet in a skitter!
The 7 1/2 watt bulb,
making the
frightening
unseen,
More visible
to the child’s
naked
eye.
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Copyright 2014 saltyman65
Published on Saturday, February 1, 2014.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Saturday, February 1, 2014, poe_lover28
(164) wrote:
ohh this gave me chills, remember all those nights as a child I practically sprinted to the bathrrom after watching a scary film! good write!
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On Saturday, February 1, 2014, soul_versing
(882) wrote:
Well hell... I've had fears while making a trip to tinkle. I've even caught myself running, even now in my age. Haha! I enjoyed this. TG-