Ghost in the Closet

I moved into this roominghouse

There was an opening because

Some poor dude hanged himself

In the closet

The landlord nailed the closet door shut

With six nails

He tells me he is taking ten dollars

Off my rent because of the closet space

I thought that was great. More beer money.

“You’re not scared of ghosts or anything.

Are you dude?”

“Why should be? The closet door is nailed shut”

I went to the beer store for a 12-pack

Then to the hardware store and bought a hammer

Went back to my little room and took all

The nails out of my closet

Just in case any ghosts wanted out.


Published in Megaphone

Special Literary Issue.


Copyright c By Henry Doyle