Apartment!

No matter how many times he told them

somebody was in his apartment

the police searched and found nothing

in the end he was treated crazy

until neighbours reported a fracas there

finding his body dead on a chair!

 

There was the sign of disruption everywhere

items thrown around the room

the body was unmarked but looked scared

as if he had died of fright

eyes wide open the mouth to as if yelling

why for now no telling!

 

It was an old tenement building in the area

used by countless people

since it was constructed a century before

frequented by gangsters

inevitably a brothel of unseen degradation

for the girls a living damnation!

 

But in recent times converted as a residency

for the elderly of the city

there had been complaints from other tenants

but thought the first mortality

with no clues to what had happened within here

but unnatural was clear!

 

The rooms were cleared and then redecorated

ready for the next tenant

it was not until the lady who had just retired

had settled in she noticed

odd sounds like somebody tapping somewhere

saw someone sat in her armchair!

 

Unnerved by this enquired with her neighbours

told her about the deceased man

being open-minded she tried not let it linger

that was until later that night

waking to find a hunched figure sat on the bed

this really filled her with dread!

 

The buildings owners only wanted rent money

without any interest in problems

the stories of ghosts just a disgruntled tenant

until this corpse was found

played down the situation after all he was old

their total attitude cold!

 

The retired tenant a few days later pack a bag

walked out leaving everything

never said anything but was seen to leave

looking confused and frail

all her clothes and personal effects deserted

by something pressure exerted!

 

The strange occurrences spread to the corridors

even visitors were knocked down

and some were dragged by an unknown force

this was caught on a camera

that had been put there as a human detector

not to catch a ghostly spectre!

 

Residents stayed in their own space it continues

nobody talked about it much

the apartment had to be cleared once more

now no tenant stayed long

the noises screams and bangs eventually ignored

but the phenomena soured!

 

After a very violent occurrence action was taken

a paranormal group was contacted

it was well reported some fled in pure terror

one disappeared the other

for months had resided on a psychiatric unit

what was here so evil and illicit?

 

This has yet to be assessed as none would tell!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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Dialling Telephone!

It was a nice apartment she kept telling herself

though had to admit it was cheap

certainly needed decorating that was certain

at last she had plenty of room

not having to share with her younger sister

definitely did not miss her.

 

But on the kitchen wall was a dialling telephone

thought this odd must be old

after a while began to like its shape and colour

noticing it was not connected

as she planned the redecoration of her new home

in her thoughts continued to roam.

 

Happy in her own world deciding on wallpaper

was distracted by a ringing

not being use to this sound ignored it carried on

but then heard it once more

following the ring ended up where she begun

it stopped not feeling the fun!

 

Again looked at the dialling phone surely not

no connection checked once more

as she went to leave it rang loudly she froze

stopped how could it ring

wanting to get away yet was being drawn

unconsciously now feeling forlorn!

 

A knock at the door made her become alert

to a more rational mood

relieved ran pleased somebody had called

where her best friend stood

that welcome smile helped the event fade

their affection both displayed.

 

An instant decision to have a shopping spree

putting them in a great mood

as it was Saturday went on to a night club

arriving home late and drunk

soon had fallen into a deep unsettled sleep

both on the lounge floor in a heap.

 

At three ten a persistent loud ring roused them

making their headaches worse

staggering into the kitchen it was the telephone

her friend lifted the receiver

together listened and could hear faint breathing

this made them feel like heaving!

 

A rasping voice then welcomed them into his home

dropping the receiver ran out

unable to sleep sat on the floor huddled together

nothing else happened that night

but curiosity overtook their fear they had to see

each wanting a cup of coffee.

 

Everything was normal in here the phone dangling

so continued to make breakfast

putting the receiver back tried chatting but weary

of what had recently transpired

glancing at the cut line wondering how it had rung

a glass fell into the sink with a clang!

 

Distracting them then it happened again jumping up

both ran yelling into corridor

with the telephone ringing and echoing endlessly

at that moment the neighbour

in the apartment opposite sheepishly came into view

telling them what she knew!

 

Of the elderly man who lived there for so many years

and found bludgeoned to death

hardly ever came to speak his only link the telephone

was found by it in the kitchen

when she found the door open worried went within

finding the body with pale bloody skin!

 

The son was eventually charged and later executed

left unoccupied for ten years

surprised that anybody had taken the apartment

they could still hear it ringing

could not go back in thought this was her new pad

scared had to walk away this was sad.

 

As they left the neighbour quickly closed her door

the telephone was still ringing!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

A Friends Apartment!

The surroundings of his friend’s apartment

was unfamiliar to him.

How they’d got back was a total mystery

waking up on the couch.

Needing to find the toilet for an urgent pee

but it was difficult to see.

 

No idea where the bathroom was situated

knocking into furniture.

Unable to find a light switch blundered on

at last finding the room.

Relief! Found himself staring at his reflection

in a mirror feeling rejection!

 

Then for a second an image came behind him

certain it was his friend.

Swinging around to speak nothing was there

how could he be that quick?

Now adjusted to darkness made his way back

on a table his leg did whack!

 

Sliding his hand along the wall found the switch

instantly was painfully bright.

Soon becoming alert when he saw the gory mess

and vandalised room!

Blood spattered on the floors and every wall

then on something did fall!

 

The body of a young woman he’d never met

now smeared in her blood!

Running to the hallway trying to escape

the exit door was insight.

Reaching it only to find it had been locked

his rationality rocked!

 

What was he trapped in here with he stressed

where was his elusive mate?

His breath now laboured and sweat dripped

afraid to move a muscle!

Knowing it had killed one person already

on his feet was unsteady!

 

Nearby was an old-fashioned hat stand

a wooden cane hung there.

Reaching out gripped it in his sticky hand

seeing movement nearby.

There looking at him was he guessed his mate

bloody eyes filled with hate!

 

He knew what had turned this gentle person

was not an important issue.

Hoping he had the strength to fight for his life

as the beast lunged forward.

Hitting it as hard as he could but to no avail

this act sadly did fail!

 

But the cane had snapped in two he held a stake

very long and jagged!

By luck or a higher power there was one chance

the beast came at him again!

Lowering its head he thrust it hard like a sword

praying a direct hit he’d scored!

 

An awful scream and this thing fell on top of him

he could see the cane had struck.

Piercing an eye pushing it off him he just cried

as voices and banging.

Started loudly on the still locked main front door

he was safe he felt sure.

 

But at that moment the beast rose from the floor!

 

The Foureyed Poet.