Attic Stairwell

Shrouded in paranormal mist

Are strange, mysterious vortices –

Portals to branch universes

Where rapt interdimensional

Denizens raise chills on napes of

Dreamers’ pale, unsuspecting necks;

Where breathless awareness bristles

In silent, prayerful pleas offered

Of devoured skepticism;

Where moonless, dark shadows obscure

Peripherally-detected,

Indistinct, yet certain movement;

Where eerie, indiscernible

Conversations of by-gone times

Float away on waves of chilled air;

Where dog’s nervous growls fall upon

Invisible energy of

Ghostly, sinister intention:

To feed on visceral fears of

Those awakened in blinding black

By sounds of descending footsteps.

© 2008