My problem right now is that I don't know if I need advice, or if I actually don't need advice. I think it's worse if I do know what to do and just don't like it.
The house at the corner of Helen Ave was haunted. Everyone knew it. It's not hard for a townie to spot a haunted house, they grew like weeds since the factories shut down in the eighties. At least half the town had been haunted when the Morlocks were kids. New developments had come in since then, though- exorcism by bulldozer, according to Nicky- and there weren't so many haunted houses now. The house on Helen was the most haunted one left.
There’s sharks in the air
and plastic in the water
they can smell our blood
and it makes them bleed us harder
There’s vulture in the temple
coyote packs in the street
Crocodiles in the swamp
and they think its time to eat
So we turn our blood to poison
we up the dosage every day
Saying “Better that we kill ourselves
so they can’t have their way”
We forget that we can eat the rich
and live to fight another day
So stay alive-
tread water-
do anything you’ve gotta
because the sharks are up above us now
but we all came from the water.
I had thought I was called!
Hidden eternities blossomed
in words of song,
galaxies turned with my gaze-
and I heard my name
in the fire at the heart of you.
I am called!
I hear it in stories,
blessed histories not lived!
This burning song
calls to me from my own heart!