TELL ME

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TELL ME

Hug me.

Kiss me.

Tell me you love me.

Squeeze me.

Touch me.

Tell me you won’t leave me.

Caress me.

Nuzzle me.

Tell me you want me.

Bite me.

Bleed me.

Tell me you’re a vampire.

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SWIRLING COLORS

AN ELECTRIC STORM

 

 

Let’s scale the heights.

Be careful of the crevices.

The deep valleys.

The empty holes.

Climb the next ridge.

Enter through an opening.

Small as a fly.

Hear the blood pound.

The synapses sizzle and pop.

Journey through the darkness.

Through the unknown.

Exhilarating as an electric storm.

Colorful as a fireworks display.

A ride through space and time.

THE BLOOD MOON

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The blood moon is here.

It’s come for me.

Be sure to take care.

It’s come for you.

Red flies through the air.

It’s come for the town.

I can smell the fear.

Come with me, my dear.

THE DEAD GAME

OPEN THE DOOR

WHAT’S FOR DESSERT?

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The Dead reign supreme.

They hold life in their hands.

Blood in their teeth.

Bones in their hands.

Humans for dessert.

Cats for practice.

Meow!

THE DEAD GAME

 

STEP INSIDE

The door waits to be opened.

The window to be explored.

The house holds mysteries.

Intrigue for adventure-seekers.

Ghosts for hunters.

Blood for the insatiable.

And death for its followers.

Come and explore.

THE DEAD GAME

 

CREEPY SCARY

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Creepy, creepy, scary.
This can become hairy.
The house is haunted and dark.
I came on a simple lark.


But now that I’m here,
I’m frozen with fear.
A party is to be held for us all,
But to evil creatures, we might just fall.


Down to the basement we go,
This is silly even I know.
Saws are swinging up ahead,
Looking to chop off a head.


Traps are falling from the low ceiling.
My wet feet are losing all feeling.
We are standing in a pool.
And I feel like a big fool.


We should have gone when we had a chance.
The creatures will make us sing and dance.
The Dead have a morbid sense of humor;
Should have listened to every rumor.


Goodbye to one and all.
I see the bouncing ball.


THE DEAD GAME

A COMPLICATED NIGHT

Plumbers and Gasfitters Employees’ Union Building, Melbourne, Graeme Gunn, 1968-71.

 

A COMPLICATED NIGHT

The street lights refuse to glow on this dark night,

adding to my increasing shivers and fright.

I should not have agreed to come here

in darkness crippling me with fear.

 

Through the lit window, I spot a figure.

The shadow moves closer and grows bigger.

My hand lifts to grasp the railing,

then both my arms are flailing.

 

A bullet has grazed my left shoulder,

leaving the pain behind to smolder.

My right-hand reaches across to staunch the blood

as I turn to flee before my tears can flood.

 

I zigzag through the deserted streets of the town,

all the while praying that no others are around.

Life of a spy is not an easy one,

like a roller coaster without the fun.

 

Straight ahead stands another figure.

He signals for me not to linger.

My partner opens the passenger door for me.

I am on my way to get out of this scot-free.

MY EYES HAVE SEEN

Wrzaski. by narva on DeviantArt

 

 

I’ve seen what I should’ve have seen.

My eyes won’t close for sleep.

My heart refuses to stop racing.

My tears have dried up.

My blood boils hot and steamy.

I’m lost in this world.

I’ll soon be one with the next.