THE DEAD GAME

 

1 A town of bloody secrets

 

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.

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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.

 

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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.

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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.


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I’M A MAN

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“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”

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