
The Dead walk the bitter cold.
Florida nights have lost their charm.
Wolf may be centuries old,
But he will never do me harm.
THE DEAD GAME
Innocent.
Alone.
Happy.
Content.
Until…
Drop those balloons
And run.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
The house comes alive.
Snakes slither in cages.
Human-eating plants stand at attention.
Tree limbs grab my arms.
Roots wrap around my legs.
What’s next?
Quicksand?
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
I walk quickly this night
from those who lurk from sight.
The wind gives a whistle, a sigh,
as the strands of my hair lift high.
The moon hides its face.
I quicken my pace.
Shadows surround me.
Footsteps behind me.
Hands circle my neck.
Is that a love peck?
He takes my blood.
I fall in a red flood.
Will I belong to him?
He watches with a grin.
I’ve become a nightwalker,
a present from my stalker.
PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist
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