

(whispered hum)
Cardigan left on the seat
Twisted tales in the sheets
House creaks with secrets kept
Childhood ghosts still wept
Running from the porch light
Fairytales turned to night
Scream it out the window
Sour sweet and hollow
Innocence we swallow
Backseat stories unfold
Memories turning cold
Thirteen lines of shedding skin
Porch light flickers dim Car screams in the rain Fairytale ends in
pain Innocence slips away
Ghosts in pink remain Suburban house holds sway Childhood games betray Window
open wide Sour sweet inside Memories collide
We run but cannot hide Final scream denied
(fading whispers)