I’m not going to write another ghost story.
No matter what they say.
Not going to write about chains rattling
On a dark and stormy night.
I’m not going to write about
Ghosts who weep and wail
And bang on the walls
While everyone else tries to sleep.
I might write about vampires seeking blood
Or about werewolves seeking friends.
I might write about a bigfoot and a Chupacabra
Looking for a long lost fishing pole.
But I’m not going to write about ghosts.
Nor about any women in white.
Nor about any spiteful spirits out to write wrongs.
Because I don’t want to write another ghost story.
No, thank you.