A GHOST PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T-SHIRT
a poem
Annoying apparition
Threw a quarter at my back
I know you want attention
But I won’t give you jack
Phantom of the kitchen
Why’d you move the jam?
You leave the cupboards open
In hopes I’ll bump my head
The wraith is right behind me
Porch screen my defense
It was a pleasant evening
Until it made things tense
Shadow in the hallway
I’m trying to watch TV
I’m minding my own business
So why’d you rush at me?
Specter, spirit, presence
Perhaps it’s not your fault
But I really need a respite
So don’t make me get the salt
About the Creator
Aaron Morrison
Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).
Author of LUNARTIC (and other poems)
insta: @theaaronmorrison
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