Karate There Are Ghosts
So quiet
i can hear that the refrigerator is on.
I can hear the fabric from
your sleeping bag
how it sounds
someone else's floor.
There was a small riot
that kept me up until dawn.
It seems someone had
something to say
to the rest of the party
out on the lawn.
Who called?
What the hell did they say?
Get off the telephone right now.
Don't throw another minute away.
Please not today, not today.
--
There's a man around,
his face always fire-truck red.
I've heard there were angels in his head,
but now he holds a baseball bat instead.
And there that famous sounds
that the snow makes under my feed
when a snowball to cold for a snowball falls,
and saves me from
my impending week.
Who called
and what the hell did they say?
Get off my doorstep right now.
Don't you dare get in my way.
No, not today. Not today.
--
Who called,
and what the hell did they say?
Get off the telephone right now.
Don't throw another minute away
because there are ghosts.
And they don't even wait to call.
They will crawl up in your skin,
and they will come out from the walls
if you let them.
