THEY EXIST

Of course, they do.

Who else keeps you awake at night?

Who haunts your nightmares?

Your mother-in-law?

No.

It’s The Dead.

They walk the streets of Oasis.

They take their victims with stealth and finesse.

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Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

A BLANKET OF ORANGE & RED

Among the tombstones,

Butterflies are aflutter.

A blanket of orange & red

falls to cover the green.

Sighs cut the silence

Like a sharp knife.

Beneath the ground,

The Dead wait.

The leaves lift in the wind,

Twirling to form shapes.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

by Susanne Leist

RIDING ON A FULL MOON

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INNOCENT NO MORE

Innocent.

Alone.

Happy.

Content.

Until…

Drop those balloons

And run.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

A VAMPIRE’S DELIGHT

 

1 nights come alive plain

 

Blood red sky at night.
Watched with sailor’s bated breath.
A vampires’ delight.

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TO HELL AND BACK

1 howls

 

Death walks the street
to its own crazy heartbeat.
Do we allow it to run free
and take victims at whim?
We won’t permit more to
succumb to its darkness.
We will fight the demons
to hell and back.

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MEAN KITTY

 

Heathers Animations

blackoutraven:    Heathers Animations    Are you surprised?  Well, so am I.  I didn’t expect you to open  the closet door.  It was nice and quiet in here  before you interrupted my sleep.  Now, go away!  Meow!

 

 

Are you surprised?

Well, so am I.

I didn’t expect you.

Don’t open strange doors.

Now, go away.

Meow.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

CRIMSON TIDE

Blood runs red
with inky determination.
It fills the ocean
with crimson.
It arrives with the tides
to our sandy shores.
Bodies fall
in the wake of its path.
The next night it returns
to sprinkle blood once more.
THE DEAD...

 

Blood runs red

with inky determination.

It fills the ocean

with crimson.

It arrives with the tides

to our sandy shores.

Bodies fall

in the wake of its path.

The next night it returns

to sprinkle blood once more.

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DEATH BECOMES YOU

Your eyes have a red hue,

but death still becomes you.

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THE DEAD GAME

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