It can be hard not to turn over
in your mind the way that
some people pay a premium
to experience the kind of fear
instilled in others regularly, from birth
The truth is
I don't necessarily believe it is possible
to manufacture the kind of fear
coursing through you when you
put your all into the distance
between yourself and the kind
of danger that runs deeper than
an hourly wage can manage
When you are desperate to close a door,
and all-consumed by the need to
turn a lock, and especially in
the event that you fail to
be fast enough... You will
never measure moments the same way
The sound of a cast iron hitting
the floor, and the crushing
silence of defenselessness before
the chaos that follows when you miss
My body keeps score - what would I pay
your haunted house for?