OUR GAMES HAVE BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 8

The night is here.
Waves are lapping.
Dark blue ink creeping to shore.
Will I weather this storm?
Stand strong like the lone tree?

Flapping sounds fill the air.
Black spots cover the night sky.
Have they come for me?
For the town?

Waves hit me in the face.
The sand pulls me deeper.
The tree begins to bend.
I must go.

Shrieks echo in the wind.
Black feathers fly in the humid air.
Beaks pointing downward.
I must hide.

The trees call to me.
I will go to them.
They will hide me.
I must run faster.

Almost there.
A gazebo in the fog.
A noose hanging.
A body flapping in the wind.
The park can’t offer me safety.
Nowhere can.

THE DEAD GAME

6 thoughts on “OUR GAMES HAVE BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 8

  1. Susanne Leist August 12, 2015 / 6:58 pm

    Thanks. I was going for that. These short posts about my book are doing better than my book. Go figure.

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  2. Susanne Leist August 12, 2015 / 7:50 pm

    I always begin one way and then it turns into something else. I follow my creepy mind to where it takes me.

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  3. Aquileana August 14, 2015 / 6:50 pm

    Excellent… and quite scary as well! 🙂
    All my best wishes. Aquileana ⭐

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  4. Susanne Leist August 14, 2015 / 7:07 pm

    Thank you. I’m happy you were scared. I am to please.

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