The Dead are dancing,
swooping down with joy.
They love Oasis.
Florida belongs to them.
They rule the night.
Lightning follows in their wake.
Thunder blows its trumpet.
We bow to their might.
You can see the joy
in the curl of the wave.
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They fly against the windows.
Trying to enter the Town Hall.
Our shelter from the storm.
They’ve found us.
Windows break.
Glass rains upon us.
The end has come.
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Rising from down under.
Below our calm waters.
Beneath our heavenly paradise.
They come to our shore.
Dark shadows on the soft breeze.
Leaving dead bodies on the sand.
Disappearing with the morning light.
Until night falls once more.
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Soaring.
Towering above us.
Blocking out the light.
Creatures of might.
Lovers of the night.
Holding hands.
Brushing shoulders.
Brothers until the end.
Read me a story.
Tell me a tale.
Love blooms at night
in this fairytale.
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The waves rise in anger.
The sky burns red.
Birds flee from their perches.
Animals run for hiding.
The tides bring death.
Dark creatures soar from the deep.
They converge on our town
On horseless chariots.
Dark shadows roam the streets.
Tourists grabbed for their deadly games.
All evidence wiped clean in the morning
Of their deadly rampage through town.
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THE DEAD GAME – Goodbye to Oasis
Waves crashing to shore.
I can’t take much more.
Water hitting my face.
I can’t keep this fast pace.
Creatures at my back.
My world turns to black.
Fear fills me with dread.
It’s the walking dead.
I flee the streets of town,
Sidewalks a muddy brown.
The horrors follow me,
Nowhere safe left for me.
I can see the church’s tower.
It used to be the town’s power.
Now it stands defeated and dark.
I must cut through the shadowed park.
What future is there for this town?
Everything is upside down.
The Dead have come for us at last.
We will soon be part of the past.
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The candles on these walls
throw shadows down the halls.
Shadows that float in the air,
horrors that I cannot bear.
Soft sighs follow in their wake,
my insides begin to quake.
Gargoyles stare at us from above,
I’m thrust forward by a hard shove.
Revolving rooms lead us through a maze.
I follow along, lost in a daze.
I ask, “How do we get out of here?”
My hands covering my face in fear.
Am I standing in a flood?
I look down at all the blood.
It flows from the indoor pool.
As you know I’m not a fool.
I’m out of here as quick as can be.
There’s nothing else I want to see.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Falling.
Deeper.
And deeper.
Into the abyss.
No lights.
No sounds.
Only hands.
Reach for me.
I can’t grab onto the walls.
They’re too slippery.
My fingers slide down.
Is there an end,
Or even a bottom?
Will I be falling forever?
Down, down I go.
Into the abyss.
No more worries.
No more thoughts.
Just the abyss.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
I’m off to Oasis, Florida.
We’ll see if there are demons,
flying creatures, & disappearing bodies.
I’ll find out the truth.
♦THE DEAD GAME♦ by Susanne Leist
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