Hollow air

Lifting 
The floorboards.

Cracking 
The Joints.

-slowly murdering- 
Disturbing 
Discontent.

On the risers. 
On the steps.
Closer to the door 
The hollow air roars .

Scratches are head. 
-Between the heartbeats I pause-

Then I scream 
As blasted air boned hands 
Suddenly clutch my skin.

(c) 2015 adh