sue clancy – artist

Closet Creature

By Sue Clancy

Rattle, rustle, bang, bump,

my closet door opened – THUMP!

I smelled it first and wrinkled my nose

then in the moonlight there arose

a creature with a tennis racket head.

Its flannel arms stretched toward my bed.

It smelled of moldy milk I’d dripped.

It staggered in muddy jeans I’d ripped

and moaned as it came toward me,

“I am the ghost of Dirty Laundry!”