Biding Time In The Ghostly Theatre Poem by Justin Gildow

Arriving in the Ghostly Theatre
I spy a chair to the side
And I sit in it
As I plan my next move
My next action
My next plan

Sitting here
In this chair
I'm biding my time in the Ghostly Theatre

I know
Phantoms and ghosts lie in wait
Holed up in many of the rooms
As well as roaming the many hallways

The Succubus is waiting for me at the end
But she'll just have to wait
For the time being

Biding my time in the Ghostly Theatre
I realize as I look around
How lovely it is
How professional it all looks
Even if evil is all around
In this place