Who is Jessica?

Well, all I really know is…

JESSICAWritten by Jessica B. Bell and Hastywords

“It’s the house on the left,” I told her with fright
“The one with the gate that looks like broken teeth
And smells like old meat that’s been left overnight
and something unthinkably fouler beneath.”

Standing on the dark porch I got a case of the shakes
there was something unnerving about the old house.
There were noises within like the sound a cat makes
When it’s tearing apart some unfortunate mouse

But Jessica wouldn’t be fazed or deterred
She wanted the secrets that strange house could hide
So she opened the door without even a word
And together we carefully tiptoed inside

Happy severed heads bobbed like fresh apples
Candied in sickly sweet cinnamon dread
Smiles frozen and unaware of the horrific grapples
That snagged them when the clock struck a quarter past dead

The walls, decorated in fine cross-bone attire
With candlesticks exhibiting a classy morbidity
Dark corners held whispers that seemed to conspire
While the ceiling appeared to reflect dark liquidity

When a figure appeared out of nowhere, it seemed
bid us welcome and offered libations most sweet
I noticed our host had no eyes and I screamed
And hastily turned and tripped over my feet

Jessica laughed as I scrambled and fled
And the last thing I saw as I ran from our host
Was Jessica dancing a waltz with the dead
And wrapped in embrace with the terrible ghost.

I know not if Jessica left that old place
If our host turned out to be cruel or kind
I only regret gazing into that face
Which has driven all reason from my poor shattered mind.

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