Ancient houses

Hold treasures

dithery ghosts

that hide

the things you need

to then

put them in plain sight

when you don’t

creaks in floorboards

mad holes in walls

whatever

could have been there?

a sighing

in certain winds

cold corners

even spiders ignore

memories under

over wallpapered walls

impressions of heads

bodies

messages from builders

now joined the long dead

to enter a room

that a presence

has just left

though you are

supposedly

on your own today

and to not feel fear

upset

but to know

that ancient houses

hold treasures

without a price