graphic by: alicia patrick
By Cindy Tevis
THE FUN HOUSE
Standing in a dark space with creeping things around
Spiders crawling in the corner, black cats crouching down
Potions bubble
Smoldering trouble
It's time to get out
On the double!
Scary places, distorted faces
You run and something behind you chases
No way out, you hit a wall
Fall to the ground and begin to crawl
You see the light begin to shine
Just as you were to about to whine
Feeling relief embrace your soul
Getting out alive is your goal
As you flee you lose your shoe
Who cares, you say
I am THROUGH!
