ARMIES OF RED

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I stand alone.

In armies of red.

To face the night.

While others are dead.

 

Come no closer.

Fear my open face.

Stay away from here.

But they quicken their pace.

 

Tomorrow will be here soon.

l am all that is left.

Bow your heads in prayer.

Thank the gods for the rest.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

RED FLOWS

 

Red flows freely.

From the ocean.

Through the town.

Into windows.

Up the stairs.

Into your beds.

It sucks dry.

The innocent.

The sleeping.

It takes all.

For its own.

For its army.

An army from hell.

THE DEAD GAME

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RED RED ROSE

 

I stand alone.

In armies of red.

To face the night.

While others are dead.

Come no closer.

Fear my open face.

Stay away from here.

But they quicken their pace.

Tomorrow will be here soon.

l am all that is left.

Bow your heads in prayer.

Thank the gods for the test.

THE DEAD GAME

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DEAD OR ALIVE

 

 

What if Wolf’s not dead?

Will he return to Oasis, Florida?

Will he bring an army?

Or his deadly family?

The ground is shaking.

The waves are rising.

Thunder echoes through town.

Leaves fall from trees.

Birds flee for their lives.

Shouldn’t you?

THE DEAD GAME

 

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OUR GAMES HAVE BEGUN AT LAST

OUR GAMES HAVE BEGUN AT LAST

 

The sun shines on the dead and gone.

No one mourns for them.

No one visits them.

They stand waiting.

For redemption.

The evil one has come

to set them free.

They will fly free and away.

To torment the mortals on earth.

We will search out the evil one

and destroy his army of creatures.

Hell will no longer reign on earth.

Oasis, Florida will once again

be free of the undead.

Our games have begun.

THE DEAD GAME

 

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IN THE NIGHT

Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016
Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016
Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016

Julieanne Kost | Website –  Aerial Photographs, 2016

 

IN THE NIGHT

They come in the night,

Footsteps in the sand.

They climb through windows

To visit the sleeping.

They takes recruits,

While others are left in peace.

Come morning sun,

Footsteps are gone.

Leaving behind empty beds

And empty dreams.

THE DEAD

THE DEAD GAME

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DEAD BY MORNING

DEAD BY MORNING

He comes in the night
With a show of might.
He comes for the few.
He’ll make them anew.

They’ll be ready to fight
Each and every night.
They’ll take on more men.
They need more than ten.

The Dead will gather strong.
And I still might be wrong.
But they’re surely here for you and me.
We’ll be buried in the bright blue sea.

THE DEAD GAME
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