Hearing noises from the attic.

Asher begins to fear. To panic.

Is there someone in his house?

Could it be his devoted spouse?

No, it can’t be Catherine at all.

He knows she is behind the wall.

Hidden there for many days,

Eyes dried out, smell of decay.

Always argued with her though.

Now plans to bury her below.

She is spotted around the house.

Knife in hand, quiet like a mouse.

Silent until she gleefully sees,

Asher cowering. Her heart at ease.

Tormented, twisted, Asher deserves,

All of the hurt in the entire world.