Haunted Dolls'
That creaky door
was squeeking
while the doll
was dragged
across the floor
Unseen hands
like breathing
down a neck
propped dolly
in some tick
She sat there smiling
yeah, this was nice!
grab dat ol' quilt
up off dat floor_
man, dis was heaven!
Fetch me dat bottle_
could you hear dat
neck a' breathin'
while unseen hands
did haunt___?
RavenHeart~
This poem is about:
My family