splat #26

creep thru night dark
as the black thread
of a balaclava
only the creek
of floorboards and
the blue
grip of the tv after
a long day at work
booze it up boyo
for there is no where
that does not see you
turning into a set piece
from some
'80s slasher film
1 where the killer never tires
never sleeps
what's that behind you
seems the lunatic
is on the prowl again
was that sound
in yr head
or coming from
behind the closet door