ICE HEAVEN

 

An ice heaven awaits.

Frozen statues in paradise.

Parties in the cold of night.

The Dead of night.

The Dead can’t feel the burn.

Their guests twirling among the frozen

Raise their glasses to The Dead and gone.

No melting until the sun shines bright

And The Dead hide their faces.

Take me away from here

Before I become one of them.

The night walkers who seek darkness

and revel in the cold night hours.

THE DEAD GAME

THE ROAD TO OASIS

Oasis hotel

Take the road to Oasis, Florida.
Lined with trees shedding pink petals.
A bright and sunny road.
Filled with wishes and dreams.
No worries or despairs.

 
At its end stands the Oasis Hotel.
Waiting with open arms.
High archways invite sea breezes.
Tourists lounge by the pool. 
Waiters hand out drinks.
No worries or despairs.

Until night falls.
Dark shadows appear on the streets.
And on the white-sand beach.
No worries or despairs.
For those who take care.
Death for those who do not.

THE DEAD GAME

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