Wednesday, March 23, 2016


A blue wave of ocean.
Coming closer to shore.
Bringing with it darkness.
And yet still so much more.

I’m tempted to ride it.
Take it to the limit.
I want to see its strength
And if it’s a gimmick.

The blue is almost transparent.
A glass of cold water for me.
Hitting me in the face with salt.
Lifting me as high as can be.

Goodbye to the town of Oasis.
Goodbye to my perfect paradise.
Squashed by the hand of The Dead and gone.
By a mere roll of the deadly dice.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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