Monday, March 20, 2017

THE DEAD TAKE NO PRISONERS





A light glows from the gazebo.
Chanting floats on the howling wind.
Lit candles form a circle inside.
A body dangles in their midst,
swaying in the increasing winds.
Dark figures circle the body.
Their hands raised in prayer.
The Dead Game has begun.
THE DEAD GAME

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