ON MY SHELF

Who sits on my shelf

each and every night?

Who casts long shadows

on my shelf and wall?

Not there at day

but only at night.

I move closer.

I must see what it is.

A hooded figure,

its face lifting to me.

The hood falls back

to a face as dark as night.

Eyes shine red,

burning a hole right through me.

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MY FACE

Gone for good.

My identity is gone.

My uniqueness.

My face.

WAVES ARE CHURNING

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The waves are churning.

My face is burning.

What’s coming for me.

I don’t want to see.

It rises from the deep.

When all are fast asleep.

The Dead come ashore.

For me they’ve come for.

There’s nowhere to run or hide.

I refuse to take their side.

The Dead will not win.

They’re dripping with sin.

THE DEAD GAME

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WINTER BLUES

The landscape is cold and bleak.

I’m beginning to feel weak.

Ice is melting in my shoes.

I’m getting the winter blues.

I can’t find my way out of here.

I had thought the town was so near.

I’ve been walking for days.

I’m in some kind of daze.

There’s a break in the rocks ahead.

I hope they didn’t leave me for dead.

My friends have to come back for me.

Rocks and trees are all I can see.

My friends are in the park playing ball.

I didn’t have to be afraid at all.

DEEPER

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Deeper I go.

Into the forest.

Where no one treads.

No one who cares.

The trees cover me.

The grass cushions me.

The light is up ahead.

It calls in a sweet voice.

I follow.

I look up.

The voice turns to a shriek.

I turn to stone.

A LITTLE AFRAID OF THE DARK?

A little afraid of the dark?

Well, you should be.

We’ll be joining you

From now on.

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