The Basement

I know what happened down there

Dad doesn’t know I know but I know

Every time I go down there I have to think about it

Visualize it

Was this where they found the body

How could we still be living in this house

His own Dad found dead right here

It’s quiet

Could his ghost still be down here

Sometimes I think so

Too much to take in

Again

I grab a Diet Coke out of the basement refigerator and go back upstairs

I’ll be back down though

I like to lock my friends down there after I tell them the story

It makes me laugh

Brutal

Why can’t I be ok

I wonder what the real story was