The Doctor’s House

Photo A.M MOSCOSO

Down the street from where I live

with my two black cats and a dog named Sin

is an empty house where a Doctor lived.

 

I think the monsters got him.

I think they took him away.

Screaming and bleeding and dreaming.

After dark on that Friday.

 

I think sometimes he gets loose

I think sometimes he come back

Because sometimes late at night I hear him howl,

” Where are you hiding? Step right up. Don’t be afraid. The Doctor is in.”

 

 

Photo A.M MOSCOSO

 

 

 

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