night of 2/14/2012

back to the house i grew up in. he's there, somewhere, maybe upstairs, but i don't see him. this after the apocalyptic change, leaving the world is demon-haunted. we can be possessed, absorbed, from anywhere: a wall, a street, a pool of water. i must act the right way in order to avoid drawing the demons' attention. the walls and the shadowed corners inside the house are likewise inhabited. after all this time, though, they are no longer horrifying. i need only act the right way: i can; I know how. this is simply what one does to survive.