PREY FOR THE DEAD

I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

I’ll be rising soon

On the next full moon.

I’ll rise from down under

On lightning and thunder.

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different you see.

My new body is strong.

Now, do not get me wrong.

I still love you, my dear.

Of that, please have no fear.