Pick a partner
and sashay to the dark music.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
Take my hand.
I will lead you
to the other side.
They wait beneath the earth.
A town with fake skies and ocean.
Come with me.
I will lead the way.
Click your shoes
There’s no place like home.
The Dead return in Book 3.
You will soon see
how evil they can be.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
Alexander Calder, Sumac V. 1953.
A glow in the night
will lead me astray
from the moon’s light
to where I can’t say.
Bloody prints mark the way
to a small town on the shore.
At the end of the day,
we are at the devil’s door.
Time has no meaning or reason.
You can travel forward or back.
Death will follow with each season.
It is past time for me to pack.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
Hotter than hell is their playground.
Beneath layers of rocks and dirt.
They wait for their day of salvation.
When they can ride in the storm.
They grow impatient for the invasion.
The end of life as we know it.
I can hear their cries blowing in the wind.
The whispers brought forth from below.
It’s time for us to gather ammunition.
Before our poor town is nothing at all.
THE DEAD GAME
The Dead are coming to this place.
The moon trembles and bows its face.
Thunder strikes a chord in the distance.
No one can mount a strong resistance.
Lightning sizzles and dances in place.
Soon red and yellow streaks join the race.
The Dead return in force
As Wolf rides a black horse.
He leads his army to town
while he wears a wicked frown.
I know he’s searching for me.
Quiet as a mouse I’ll be.
But soon he’ll find my hiding place,
Blaring trumpets quicken his pace.
Time has come to a complete stop.
He stares at me from bottom to top.
He wants me for his frozen bride.
Too late for me to run or hide.
He takes me into his arms for a kiss,
But what I want to do is yell and hiss.
I don’t want to be one of The Dead.
I walk behind him with growing dread.
The battle lines have been drawn,
And I’m merely Wolf’s small pawn.
PREY FOR THE DEAD