PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN

Chair

 

Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

THE DEAD GAME

THE POINT OF NO RETURN

 

Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

WONDERLAND?

 

 

Is this heaven or hell?

Do I hear a loud bell?

 

Pink lights are flashing.

I can hear thrashing.

 

The forest is alive.

A gigantic beehive.

 

Buzzing sounds surround us.

Yellow like a school bus.

 

Get me out of here.

Something in my hair.

 

A giant bee is caught inside.

I need a place to run and hide.

 

Get the bee away from me.

It just bit me on my knee.

 

I want to go in the rabbit hole.

I don’t care if I meet a mole.

 

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

Down the rabbit hole we go.

Far down beneath the earth’s surface.

Where The Dead wait for their savior.

Arms extended.

Reaching for us.

Mouths held open in silent cries.

As we fall farther.

Deeper.

Past the point of no return.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist