EVIL TWIN

Nomad

 

 

The light beckons to me,

Calls from deep in the sea.

I’m tempted you can see.

I do want to be free.

 

I step inside,

Nowhere to hide.

The walls move in.

It’s dark as sin.

 

A door opens right before me

To a sky as clear as can be.

People walk the streets.

Music throbs and beats.

 

It’s a town that resembles mine

With picturesque streets looking fine.

My friend stops to wave and walks to me.

I turn my gaze to the sand and sea.

 

How can this be?

This town can’t be.

A copy of my town.

I cannot help but frown.

 

As friends join the first,

My mind threatens to burst.

I can’t handle another dream.

It’s not as nice as it may seem.

 

My town has deadly powers buried inside

And now has an evil twin to join its side.

I cannot handle this anymore.

I had more than enough blood and gore.

 

The story continues in book two.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

Burn Baby Burn

Burn Baby Burn.
He’ll light your fire
to take you higher.
The town’s on fire,
set by the sire.
He comes tonight
with his great might.
He comes for me
from the dark sea.
The Dead Game goes on.
Book 2 heat is on.
THE DEAD...

 

Burn Baby Burn.

 

He’ll light your fire

to take you higher.

The town’s on fire,

set by his sire.

He comes tonight

with his great might.

He comes for me

from the dark sea.

The Dead Game goes on.

Book 2 heat is on.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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Book 2 out in 2017

 

NIGHT

  1.  

    Tigers pace in their cages.

    Waiting to be set free.

    Roars fill the basement.

    Leashes jangle against bars.

    This cannot be happening.

    This cannot be so.

    No way are there tigers

    in the basement below.

     

     

  2.  

    A swarm of bats.

    Circling our heads.

    Nowhere to run.

    Nowhere to hide.

    A cave in a house.

    How can that be?

    In Oasis, Florida,

    Anything can be.

     

     

  3. by ehsan-safavie

     

    He comes in the night.

    Ready for the fight.

    He’ll slay us alive.

    No one will survive.

    His eyes burn blood red.

    Gleaming in his head.

    He leads The Dead right to me.

    I won’t go on bended knee.

    The creatures will be here.

    Their footsteps are too near.

    I bow my head to pray.

    Let us live one more day.

    THE DEAD GAME

SCARED TO DEATH

 

They come in the night.

Take all with their might.

A town scared to death.

From their deadly breath.

I watch the town fall.

Come one and come all.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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