I check my closet, making sure there is nothing lurking there.
Quickly now, up onto the sheet and under the covers, eyes pressed tight shut, breath held.
“Are you ready?” asks the voice from under my bed.
“I’m coming out now.”
~~::~~
Reduced to a haiku-shaped tercet
now it is bedtime
all my preparations made
wish i were alone
Oh, my! Could create quite a lot of anxiety, that voice!
ReplyDeleteVery nice, and very spooky.
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