Invisible Mansion Dedicated To Mr Edgar Allan Poe
Banished for years
I found myself wandering around on a sacred land
away from my normal life
I found sanctuary and peace in a unknown place
the stiff pacification allowed me to hear the
second hand stroke on the clock
everyday as the calignosity approached I would feel
a alacritous breeze on my right shoulder blade
without indecisiveness I continued to enjoy myself
turbulent and exasperated paying little attention to
the paranormal activity surrounding me
until a horde of banshees swarmed me
I had no idea what commenced this fright
my legs and feet were benumbed
I started to believe I didn’t belong in this place anymore
After being forthrightly besieged
almost sure that these incorporeal beings
wouldn’t understand my chronic vagabondage
It was time to migrate I was typhlotic to the fact
that it was an invisible mansion
where a shipwreck caused their souls to be buried their some even alive
I can hear the never ending snivelling in the dead of the night
penetrateing their voices into my ears
trying to abscond I became convulsed
the strange breeze brushed my shoulder blade again
only this time it stayed “what do you want?”
I asked the strange cadaverous speckle flash
it flashed at the entry walk way showing me an invisible door
that I had walked into a haunted invisible mansion
and could not get out until they released me
my eyes instantly became blood shot red
furious and rampageous I tried to run away but was pushed
to and fro by an unseen force was I indeed trapped in another dimension
I asked myself without skepticism I was ambushed
Copyright © Dorine R Spruill | Year Posted 2018
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