At last! The final box unpacked
And all my books are neatly stacked
Upon the shelf, and over there
By the window sits my chair
From which my weary gaze to cast?
When whiskey soused I rest, at last.
Cold hands shake and ice cubes chink
Foggy fingers reach and slink
Across the water, close and low
Obscuring all that lies below
And nodding, only half awake
A whisper and my Cold hands shake.
A sudden chill passes through me
Reaching blindly fear subdues me
Light a candle, shadows darken
Taut and tense, all senses hearken
Did I hear a wailing shrill?
Rise and fall, a sudden chill
The air turns cold, I sit alert
I hear the swishing of a skirt
On the dusty floor, what’s this?
The echo of a lovers kiss?
A phonograph from days of old
With scratching tune, the air turns cold
“What say you, wraith? From whence you speak?”
Ghostly tendrils brush my cheek
And icy breath, into my ear
Whispers “you’re not welcome here”
I start and shake. This can’t be true.
Her voice an echo, “what say you?”
Voice quivering, I reply
“I’ll belong here, by and by.”
I sense on frozen lips, a smile
And think of all the time I’ll wile
In haunted house, then shivering,
Whimpering, voice a quivering
I fall down, dead weight, sink
Into my chair, my eyelids blink
From my hand my glass falls, shatters
I drift away from all that matters
I see my heavy nodding head
A last breath out, I fall down dead.
At last, the final box unpacked
Her kitchen shelves are neatly stacked
Weariness etched on her face
The girl who soon will take my place
Evening is falling fast
And I will wander free at last.