SILENT FEET

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They walk on silent feet

through the forest so deep.

I must keep moving my feet

without stopping to sleep.

 

The howling wind plays their song

of bloody deaths for us all.

They’re not for this place for long.

They wait for the town to fall.

 

They are surrounding me.

I can’t outrun their reach.

Somehow I must get free

and make it to the beach.

 

The ground is opening.

Sadly I know for whom.

I’m falling in a hole

that will soon be my tomb.

 

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A DARK DESTINY

TO THE LIGHT

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TO THE LIGHT

Bring me to the light

Where demons don’t dwell,

And colors appear to soothe my tired soul.

A rainbow of delights engulfs me.

Raindrops fall to wash my tears.

Music surrounds me in a heartbeat.

I am not alone.

Others have found this paradise.

A place to quiet the wandering beast.

Arms lift me.

Roses entomb me.

I am here at last.

I’ve made it to paradise.

MAUSOLEUM

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Evil waits for you and me.

Beneath the tall cypress tree.

It comes in the dark of night.

Won’t leave without a good fright.

The mausoleum is dark.

We only came on a lark.

Time for us to run and go.

The wind says, “I don’t think so.”

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DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY

 

Let’s dance at the party in the glass house.

Candles light up its rounded walls.

A glowing green-glassed ball.

Dancers dressed in their party finery.

Dance around the statues of men and women.

Frozen forever in their glass tombs.

Sound like fun?

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VISIT ME

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I used to walk free.

This is where I’ll be.

Alone in the night.

An unhappy sight.

Come and visit me.

I’m down by the sea.

Oasis is its name.

It has come to some fame.

For the game of The Dead

That’s played by the undead.

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EXCERPT FROM THE DEAD GAME

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EXCERPT FROM THE DEAD GAME

Louise was being stalked by dark shadows at night. One day, she noticed a fleeting shadow in her store right before the door locked. She was trapped in her store without air to breathe. She was able to escape by throwing a store mannequin through the glass window. Now the mannequin was back for her.

     Louise experienced a very unsettling and heavy uneasiness weighing down upon her the whole day, even though she tried to appear cheerful and upbeat for her customers. Her store looked perfect again…thanks to Tom and Edward’s repair work, but inside she felt torn up.

     She had hidden away the mannequin—which she’d thrown through the front window to escape the locked store—in the back room behind all her stored merchandise. She had no desire ever to see it again: it would always remind her of being locked in an airless room. Like a sealed tomb.

     She returned from the back room and was shocked to come face to face with the same mannequin that she’d just packed away. It was back in its original spot—right smack in the middle of the store. She gazed in wonder at its porcelain face, shocked to see that its expression had changed from a pleasant smiling one to a mockingly evil one. She dragged it back to the storage room, burying it far back behind everything else, and then locked the room’s steel door.

     She feared that she was losing control of her life. She was imagining that her store had joined forces with the dark shadows of the night in their demented crusade against her. She was dreading this evening’s party even more than before, praying that it turned out to be just a simple party. However, in her heart she knew that this was not to be the case—that all their lives would be changed forever after tonight.

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