I Believe In Slime

Pulled up midnight or quarter past

Light stretching change my patch

Shut off the GPS

Introductions at the door

She's never done this before

We figured better safe than sorry

She watches far too much TV

And if she's fooling anyone she isn't fooling me

No no

Shake her shoulders loose and wipe the blood from her nose

I shoot a wink just so she knows I know

Cold call international

The Petersons weren't home

Their cleaner texted them on holiday in Rome

Sulfuric smell and said she heard the whirr of whispered words

Is now convinced this place is cursed

Can be unsettling when the floorboards creak

I empathize like this eight days a week

Most of the time I guess that's what they seek

Happy to help and glad you called me

These are normal earthly sounds

See your house sits in the ground

Sometimes that ground it moves around

It's not possession but the fact

That you were alone on a day the wind was blowing

I had promise

I had light

Had hobbies that I liked

Charisma out the gills

The skillset's hard to come by

So the church started paying the bills

I blinked my eyes and wrote my will

Caught me at a real good time

Climb in quickly need to drive

Henry Seaver took a dive

Fell forty feet but still alive

Felt the thrashing from the stop sign down the block

Strings of profanity his chest is like a rock

His temperature was in the negative degrees

Got my attention my blood's flowing hold position on my knees

You know I always trust in God to have my back

When rusty he protects

Subliminal these messages

But these weren't subtle at all no no

Quite to the contrary so

His head fully reversed and he spits out bile

I'm on the ceiling fan 'til I'm stuck to tiles

He's different now transmogrified into a fork-tongued and snarling reptile

I'm somehow reminded that I like my job

I like my job

I liked my job

I liked my job