Source: PENNYWISE
SEND IN THE CLOWNS
A quiet hotel room.
Shabby furniture.
A dim light glows from
the bedside lamp.
A high-pitched sound
pierces the stale air.
The T.V. turns on.
A clown’s face appears.
He stares at you and says,
“Why are you here?
How dare you enter my room.
If you don’t leave right away,
I will have to kill you.”
His hand reaches through the screen.
His body emerges.
He stands on the worn carpet.
You are no longer alone.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
They roam into your bedrooms
and your nightmares.
They haunt the hotel,
where the wealthy play.
They take from the best
to assuage their needs.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
They hide in their mansions
from the Oasis sunshine.
Dark shadows roam
the streets of our town.
They never sleep.
They walk the nights.
THE DEAD GAME
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Destiny calls my name.
It brings me to this house.
Others are here.
Trapped in their nightmares.
Prisoners of their minds.
Frozen in this hell.
We will not succumb.
We will not allow
Our fears to rule us.
Altamura (Apulia, Italy) by Dauno Settantatre
Dark are the streets
By which they creep.
Silence is their goal.
Through the town, they go.
Bodies left behind,
Blood-dry we will find.
Church bells are tolling,
And heads are rolling.
Flee from this we must
Before we are dust.
THE DEAD GAME
Who sits on my shelf
each night?
Who casts shadows
on my bedroom wall?
I move closer.
I must see what it is.
The head moves.
Its hood falls back.
A doll’s face appears.
A yellow glow
in the darkness.
Red eyes turn to me.
Burning a hot hole
right through me.
Carl Rabus – Spassky Gate in Moscow (detail)
The clouds circle around
They bring the moon closer
And light up the windows
Where faces watch the night
How can this be real?
I don’t know what I feel.
He’s a demon to me,
who won’t set me free.
THE DEAD GAME
Glistening water so deep,
I see it in my half sleep.
Rays of white over it all,
Giving it a mighty pall.
What lives beyond the norm?
Something with a dark form.
It rises from the glowing wet.
It’s definitely not a pet.
With a body muscular and strong.
It could be Wolf but let me be wrong.
THE DEAD GAME
Take the road to Oasis.
A bright and sunny road
Filled with wishes and dreams.
No worries or despairs.
The Oasis Hotel waits with open arms.
High archways invite sea breezes.
Tourists lounge by the pool.
No worries or despairs.
Until night falls.
Dark shadows appear on the streets
And on the white-sanded beach.
No worries or despairs.
No worries or despairs
For those who take care.
Death for those who do not.
THE DEAD GAME
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If we can’t fulfill our dreams in our daily lives,
Then we can achieve them in our writing.
We write short stories and novels
About evil creatures and deadly games.
That is precisely what I have done.
I picked an exotic locale.
I picked Florida.
Not exactly exotic but it has palm trees.
I grew up in a big city
But always wanted to live in a small town.
I created a small town
And called it, Oasis.
The main character is me.
I love books and bookstores.
The protagonist moves to Oasis
And opens a bookshop.
You get the idea.
The main character, Linda,
Is living my dream.
She makes friends and is happy.
Then my mind takes a darker turn.
Linda and her friends uncover secrets.
They’re pursued by dark shadows,
Caught in a quagmire of deceit and evil.
I have my small town
By the seashore,
Where fantasies come true,
And some just don’t.
