Maybe This House Is Haunted

I’m not the superstitious type, Let’s say I’m an agnostic. Last night, laying in bed, she told me she heard a strange noise in the house, to which I said, maybe the house is haunted, to which she said, well if it is, I’m out of here. That got me thinking. What if it is haunted? After all it is an old house, slightly sad and isolated. Until she came, we were two outcasts, the dog and I, united in our filth and bad habits. Until she came in a hygienic wave of regime change. Now that I’m clean, and the dog is Soon to be dog gone, I have started to listen and feel. So many details, unexplained, incomplete, especially late at night when we can’t sleep. These things that just get in between. It takes two, to conjure up the dead, One to invoke, and one to believe Without a witness, there is no fear. Did you hear that, there it is again to which I said, maybe the house is haunted, to which she said, well if it is, I’m out of here.