THE DEAD GAME

I leave the storefronts behind,

the tinted windows reflecting the fading sunlight.

I race to the boardwalk

and descend the steps to the beach.

The soft sand trickles through my toes.

The wind propels me forward.

Beyond the white sand,

the waves thrash in a demented dance.

I return to Main Street to find my friends.

The palm trees bow their heads to the wind.

Rooftops sail over my head.

Glass crunches beneath my feet

as I run through the streets.

The windows hang broken and twisted.

The saddest sight is the church.

The once-white church stands charcoal-black,

debris at its proud feet.

They’re here.

The deadly games have begun.

THE DEAD GAME

THE FIRE BURNING IN HER HEART

The flames racing across the boardwalk at Chateau Frontenac

are nothing compared to the fire burning in Shana’s heart.

THE DEAD AT HEART

by Susanne Leist

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

Welcome to our world.

Our haven from light.

A world of darkness.

We’re hidden from sight.

Dance with us tonight.

Come with us and play.

Music soothes the soul.

Dawn won’t have its say.

THE DEAD GAME

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LIGHT MY FIRE

Come on, baby, light my fire.

Please don’t inflame my ire.

A vampire I might be,

I still want you with me.

THE DEAD GAME

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HEART AND SOUL

Amidst the flowers and sunshine of Florida

lies an evil so deadly, few speak of it.

The residents of Oasis chose to fight it.

Will they lose their hearts or souls to it?

PREY FOR THE DEAD

IS HE DEAD AT HEART?

A creature of the night
who walks in the moonlight.
Don’t be fooled
by his beautiful shell.
For inside, he’s empty,
without a soul.

THE DEAD AT HEART
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Is he dead at heart?
Catch him if you can.

THE DARK HOUSE

Dare to peek inside.

You may be surprised

about what we hide.

We will convene

in the main hall.

You will find out

what scares us all.

THE DEAD GAME

HE MOVES THE SKY ABOVE

 

Who will protect Quebec from The Dead_

 

Anger raises the waves.
Tears soften the white sand.
Fear hides behind clouds,
marching forth like a band.

I know he is here.
I hide from his face.
He’s coming for me.
Clouds quicken the pace.

His descent inspires awe and fear.
He’ll sweep into town like a dove.
His ire can move mountains.
For me, he moves the sky above.

THE DEAD AT HEART by Susanne Leist
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UNMASKED

UNMASKED
Remove your mask.
Show yourself.
Reveal your face.
Let the mask fall.
Let it shatter to pieces.
I want to see the man beneath.

 

Remove your mask.

Show yourself.

Reveal your face.

Let the mask fall.

Let it shatter to pieces.

I want to see the man beneath.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

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UNMASKED

I know he is here.
I hide from his face.
He’s coming for me.
Clouds quicken the pace.

His descent inspires awe and fear.
He’ll sweep into town like a dove.
His ire can move mountains.
For me, he moves the sky above.

PREY FOR THE DEAD