Willow Wisp Attempting To Communicate With The Spirits
Within this sanctum of the once existing
I attempted spiritual communication
Through the ouija board
But interferences were plenty
And paranoia deluded my concentration
So I discontinued prematurely
And went about my descent
But upon nearing the stairs
A failing Jewish man approached
Telling me of concentration camps
And the death of his mother there
Needless to say he was senile
Very lonely and withering
Celebrating the memory of his long deceased mother
Who may be watching over him or taking part in another tale
But something even stranger happened
As I reached to caress my inverted cross
I noticed its obvious disappearance
And was puzzled by its silent vanishing