TIME TO SLEEP

 

Hello, it’s just me.

Sitting in the dark.

I’m fun as can be.

A day at the park.

I’m here when you sleep.

Your worst nightmare.

Can you see its legs

Climbing your hair?

Can you feel it? 

It is black and furry.

Don’t go back to sleep

Or you’ll see blurry.

Did it bite your neck?

I can see the mark.

Just a little peck.

The room goes dark.

SHUT THE BLINDS

SHUT THE BLINDS
You can shut the blinds.
You can close your lights.
You can hide in your room.
But you can’t keep out The Dead.
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SHUT THE BLINDS

You can shut the blinds.

You can close your lights.

You can hide in your room.

But you can’t keep out The Dead.


THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist


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OUIJA BOARD

 

Ouija Board

 

Take my hand,

and I will speak

through you.

As the spirits

enter your body,

you will speak in their voices;

you will hear their thoughts.

Let the darkness descend.

The Dead are here.

 

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I WILL

 

 

I will grow.

I will reach the stars.

I don’t care about the graves

or the mausoleums.

I don’t care

The Dead

walk the night.

I will grow leaves.

I will stay here.

I will stay alive.

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THE DARKNESS INSIDE


 

THE DARKNESS INSIDE

 

Teeth glisten in the dark

as I walk through the park.

I stop in my tracks in fear,

not knowing what can be near.

 

I stand quietly and listen,

but I only see the glisten.

Soft footsteps ring out behind me.

I’m not waiting around to see.

 

Then I happen to glance down,

and my face droops in a frown.

The fanged smile floats on the lily pond.

Of my reflection, I’m not so fond.

 

It reveals the darkness inside

that I’ve always failed to hide.

THE VICTIM

 

I step from the restaurant

into a dark alley.

My footsteps click on the cobblestones.

Footsteps echo behind me.

Lights glimmer ahead.

I hurry to the beacons.

Footsteps ring closer.

I run.

The footsteps follow.

People walk the avenue.

Stores twinkle their lights.

A voice calls, “Miss,

You forgot your charge card.”

I freeze and turn.

The waitress hands me the card.

I smile.

She disappears in the darkness.

I swallow.

Another night in the city.

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

 

FOLLOW THE CANDLES

Follow the candles
to where they lead.
Along the dark corridor, you walk,
expecting a monster at every corner.
No one appears.
No sounds break the dead quiet.
Along the corridor, you go,
waiting for something or someone.
You see darkness and candles.
A door appears at the end.
It creaks open.
Do you want to see the other side?
Human nature propels you
into the dark gloom.
What happens next?
The answer is hidden in the
inner recesses of your mind.
Follow your nightmare to its end.
Hurry before you wake.
There’s no turning back.

The Dead are waiting.

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