WE’RE HERE

WE’RE HERE
A walk through the cemetery.
Darkness is my friend.
The moon my buddy.
The stars keep me company.
“Who goes there?”
I hear in the distance.
Is that the night watchman?
Has he seen somebody?
Should I continue walking?
All is quiet.
The mist...

 

WE’RE HERE

A walk through the cemetery.
Darkness is my friend.
The moon my best buddy.
Shining stars to keep me company.

“Who goes there?”
A voice calls in the distance.
Is that the night watchman?
Has he seen somebody?

Should I continue walking?
All is quiet.
The mist moves.
It parts, and I can see—

What is that?
Skeletons are rising from graves.
And I can hear the music.
They are dancing to the beat.

Skulls are swiveling.
Bony feet are tapping.
Who knew a cemetery
could be such fun?

I WALK ALONE

I walk alone.
In dead silence.
The wind flees.
The moon hides.
Man stays clear.
I walk alone.
Death is my companion.
Fear is my weapon.
Hell is my home.
I walk alone.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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Nook
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I walk alone.

In dead silence.

The wind flees.

The moon hides.

Man stays clear.

I walk alone.

Death is my companion.

Fear is my weapon.

Hell is my home.

I walk alone.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP
Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

 

 

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

 

follow the lights

 

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS  
Follow the lights to the house of glass.
There will be much splendor in the grass.
Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.
A more decadent event there could not be.
Champagne will be flowing until the wee hours.
Come with me and dance among the pretty flowers.
This room full of guests gives me a chill.
Maybe we should leave I’ve had my fill.
Eyes are following us in the room.
They will be upon us all too soon.
The guests are not what they appear.
Beneath they are just bones and hair.

 

THE DEAD GAME
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TRAPPED

 

 

HELP ME

I’m trapped in the house.

The house at the edge of the forest.

A forest of darkness and nightmares.

Why did I attend this party?

An invitation to a night of games.

Games played to the death.

Revolving rooms.

Cages descend.

Blood.

Bones.

No more.

I must get out.

THE DEAD can’t win this time.

We must fight for our lives.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle
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Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

ONLY THE DEAD KNOW

 

ONLY THE DEAD KNOW
We might look human
but we’re not.
We might act human
but we love to kill.
Our fearless leader
shows no mercy.
Who is he?
Will he show his face?
Only The Dead know.
The Dead...

 
ONLY THE DEAD KNOW

We might look human
but we’re not.
We might act human
but we love to kill.
Our fearless leader
shows no mercy.
Who is he?
Will he show his face?
Only The Dead know.

The Dead Game

Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP
Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

 

Transparent

 

 

I walk the night.

My skin transparent

In the moonlight.

My true self revealed

For all to see.

Come walk with me

Through the streets.

Others join us

On our dark march.

The sun is gone.

The moon is master.

We are The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME

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