I Haunt Your House

In seance, you lit your candles,

but you're the only light I see.

You are my lantern, a burning bulb in a freezing house. I tremble

my chains in your attic. I grip your hair

in the shower, whisper your name.

My heart is a shark and there's blood

in your water. You gasp

at my touch, bumps along your skin erect. I moan

in the halls

while you sleep. I am the shape in your sheets,

the cold spot in your corner.

I may haunt your house, but it's you

who possesses me, my light,

my lantern

guiding me back

to a semblance of life.