up the attic.
i get the flashlight
and climb the wobbly
wooden ladder.
i grab the box of
psychology books,
a thick copy
of the DSM,
and self help manuals,
and carry them down.
next i get the old straight
jackets that i used to
use in a previous
relationship, and toss
them into the hall.
there's an exorcism
kit too.
holy water, crosses.
straps to tie the possessed
down with.
garlands of dried up
garlic.
a wooden stake and mallet.
everything is covered
in cobwebs and dust.
spiders are everywhere.
it's a good day for a
cleaning.
No comments:
Post a Comment