BEYOND THE DOOR

 

 

BEYOND THE DOOR

Beyond the door, they wait.

Dripping blood will be your fate.

 

Walk through the doorway

To where The Dead play.

 

Their games continue through the night

Until the first ray of morning light.

 

Once you join their pack,

There’s no turning back.

 

A pale finger beckons to you.

Please hurry to find your way through.

 

The looking glass never appeared so fine.

Come to me, my darling, you’ll be mine.

 

THE DEAD GAME

I WILL BE GONE

Palm – 170114

 

A nip in the air.

A chill in my bones.

The Dead will be here

And in our own homes.

 

Palm trees will shiver.

The ground will quake

Along the river

And by the lake.

 

Take me far away

From this creepy place.

I refuse to stay

And see his pale face.

 

THE DEAD GAME 

DEADLY GAME

 

 

The stairs lead us to the basement.

Circular saws rotate above our heads.

Traps with pointy edges dangle close.

The door locks behinds us.

Water reaches our ankles.

Three doors appear on the opposite wall.

Will we make it across the water?

Will we ever see the light of day?

The house is winning the deadly game.

THE DEAD GAME

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WHO GOES THERE?

BLOODY SUNRISE

 

The sun rises over the red water,

red from the bloodshed that night.

Bodies wash up on the shore,

vestiges of the parties held that night.

Bloody footsteps mar the shoreline

left by The Dead walking at night.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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BOOK TWO

 

 

I hear the birds in the trees

singing in the warm breeze.

They know who will soon come

to the beat of the drum.

Wolf is back in book two.

He can be me or you

in another body.

He will be somebody

we all know from book one.

He’ll still be The Dead one.

Come and join us in the game.

I promise it won’t be lame. 

 

THE DEAD GAME