Dead Dame

Tippity tap

scritch

subtle howl in the air

a nibble

a threat

felt

sensed

glance around

over shoulder

on the ground

oh my god

you stupid ass 

run 

run 

run!

Laughter 

glee

horror felt

set aside 

movie’s done

reality returns

shrug on jackets

October’s frost

lays on the ground.

Crackle snap 

tongues of cold

nipping at nose

blow upon numbness.

Creep slowly

raise self up

peer in window

fingers burned to sill

nothing to see

black all around

hair raised

on back of neck

did you hear that sound?

Graveyard creeps

mist

spooling low to ground

leaves

crisp

tainted smell

fear rises

suddenly

bad idea it seems

though felt 

bonded through time

now was not the time to greet.

Turn to run.

Turn to flee.

Holy shit

um

howdy?

Glowing in darkness

lips

black with blood 

eyes ablaze

lust 

uncontrolled 

body 

willed forward

fear rises

until

nothing

your mind

an empty horror

turned

mush

now you have become

turned

her obedient familiar.

Drool

senseless

time lost

no longer able to laugh

no longer able to cry

no longer able to run

like you yelled at that dumb dumb

(in the movie

now you are one)

 

 

©October 25/20

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