The birds flee from the trees.
The town is brought to its knees.
The wind whistles and sighs.
Don’t fall for The Dead’s lies.
THE DEAD GAME
deadly games
THE DEAD GAME
Tick tock tick tock
chimes the old clock.
Cold like a vault.
The dancers halt.
Evil is near.
The Dead are here.
Heads are rolling.
Let’s go bowling.
Midnight has come.
A game for none.
THE DEAD GAME
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
The house is deserted.
Slippery stairs take us to the basement.
The lights flicker.
The door slams shut.
I run to the door and turn the knob.
It’s locked.
Waves hit the house.
Is that why the floor is wet?
A creaking noise comes from above.
Cages descend.
Circular saws soon follow.
THE DEAD GAME has begun.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
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THE GLASS HOUSE
Snow falls.
Music fills the air.
In the glass dome of a house,
guests twirl and dance.
Images reflected on glass walls.
Champagne flows.
The clock strikes midnight.
The dance floor empties.
We are alone.
The game has begun.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook
RIDE WITH THE WIND
RIDE WITH THE WIND
The Dead ride the night.
They ride with the wind.
The daylight is their enemy.
Lock your doors.
Cover your windows.
You might be next.
They are a select group.
They torment their victims.
They are bloodthirsty.
See you in hell.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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NO SKIN JUST BONES
Am I welcome to dinner?
I feel mighty hungry.
Like I’m skin and bones.
Or just bones.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
I’M A MAN
“I’m a man
Can’t you see what I am?
I live and I breathe for you
But what good does it do
If I ain’t got you, ain’t got?
You don’t know what it’s like, baby
You don’t know what it’s like
To love somebody
To love somebody
The way I love you”
THE DEAD GAME
