Amityville built-for-one

a
reoccuring
dream place

i visit

in my
lucid
off-time

is a
duplex
property.

i reside
downstairs,

the
upstairs
is empty.

i have
a decent
sized
country-kitchen

a laundry
room
connecting
to upstairs
where
the door
between
the two
units
meets.

this door
does
not
lock.

the last
room in
my place

i have
a
spacious
breezy
front room,

with
curtained
-always open
windows.

i am
always
scared-cold
here.

there is
always
someone
able to
break-in
through
these
windows;

my
windows-

-i cannot
close them,

and
believe
me,

i-have-tried.

i am
always
haunted
by a
presence.

i have
not
seen them,

but I
hear them,

tip-toeing
above me;

knowing
it can
creep
down
those stairs.

creek
creek
creek

through
that
lousy
unlocked
center
meeting-door

in this
house

my own
mind
built

-only
to
torment me

in our
own
worst fears.

Cusp

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