Entities That Haunt Your House Poem by James McLain

The energy of dark and light the sea.
And you are awake not thinking of
the danger that confronts you now.
It watches you nude in the shower.
White sheets you grew up with.
It struggles with your fleash as toys.
When your a sleeps it's not.
Poe thought about what Shakespeare could not.
Dark human energy, mental institutions,
where thousands died.
In Florida it's still open.
Watching yourselves receive lobotomys.
Shock treatments unroll your mind.
Falling a sleep in your own piss.
Being trapped in rape the doctor's wand.
Untill you have his child inside that dream.
The heir to all that bleeds his name outloud
it is about the entities that haunt your house.