IT TAUNTS ME

 

 

Horror taunts me.

It creeps closer.

I can feel it,

taste it.

It surrounds me.

I’m sealed in a coffin.

Dirt sinks me deeper.

A crack of light appears.

A peek at my tormentor.

A glimpse of hell.

HALLOWEEN FUN!

YOU ARE ALL GOING TO HELL!

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Let’s play The Dead Game.

No one is safe.

Players can be alive or dead.

The Dead control the rules.

They own the game.

A maze of death awaits.

Circular saws hang in the basement.

Ready to have your heads chopped?

Body parts fall in the fireplace.

Do those limbs belong to your friends?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the game has begun.

Run for your life!

THE DEAD GAME

Book One of The Dead Game Series

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IN THE DARKNESS

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Who sits there in the darkness?

No movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce.

No hint of a ruffle or a flounce.

 

A soft sigh can be heard in the air.

Are those slithering snakes in her hair?

Shadows float amid the circling dust.

The walls trickle with blood or maybe rust.

 

The ghostly form stands tall to meet us.

She can be the hostess to greet us.

A deserted house this seems to be.

She hovers over us like a tree.

 

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

The candles flicker and go out.

I want to pull my hair and shout.

 

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our slow pace.

But since this is a horror story,

We will not be leaving with glory.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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RED HOT

 

 

Red hot waves lap at the shore,

Bringing with it, blood and gore.

Paradise has come to an end.

The Dead are right around the bend.

Death is their evening delight.

They descend with all of their might.

Florida will never be the same

Once it becomes part of The Dead Game.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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A LOVE PECK?

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I walk quickly this night

from who lurks out of sight.

The wind gives a whistle and a sigh

as strands of my hair begin to fly.

The moon hides its face.

I pick up my pace.

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands around my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He is taking my blood.

I die in a red flood.

THE DEAD GAME

SMOKING HOT

smoking gun

Boo.

 

A smoking gun.

Let’s have some fun.

 

The dark shadows grow near.

My skin prickles with fear.

 

I’ll fight to the bitter end.

No matter if you’re a friend.

 

I know you’re back for me.

You’ll never set me free.

 

Come closer to me, buddy.

The waters will soon muddy.

 

The ocean will flow red.

You have now made your bed.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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THE TWISTED DANCE

 

 

A doorway to hell and beyond.

And death, I don’t need to remind.

Twisted limbs beg your forgiveness

as they beckon for your presence.

The midnight dance has begun.

Come and join in on the fun.

THE DEAD GAME