Hand of Glory
Blackened dried, wax painted fingers
Displayed as a claw in mind, it lingers
Wide-eyed you strain to draw breath
Wonder if you will move before death
Moments pass like melting shadows
Not moving, real? Is it a scarecrow
As the spawn of fear broods behind
Eyes, scratching out ichor it finds
What disease are these living statues?
No words spill from swollen tongues
The blood slows, pools death silently
Yet the heart still pounds violently
From room to room the killer slinks
Over each bed he stands and speaks
Whispered words into hollow heads
Half living bodies laying in death beds
Would taking them now beyond life
Be a murder or a helping hand, sayth
Each body undisturbed, sun rolls over
Morning sheds the darkness that bothers
As the children rise to walk about
They find without a single doubt
Each and every one of them is dead
All rotting corpses like it was said
Snuffed out like candles in the darkness
Displayed as a claw in mind, it lingers
Wide-eyed you strain to draw breath
Wonder if you will move before death
Moments pass like melting shadows
Not moving, real? Is it a scarecrow
As the spawn of fear broods behind
Eyes, scratching out ichor it finds
What disease are these living statues?
No words spill from swollen tongues
The blood slows, pools death silently
Yet the heart still pounds violently
From room to room the killer slinks
Over each bed he stands and speaks
Whispered words into hollow heads
Half living bodies laying in death beds
Would taking them now beyond life
Be a murder or a helping hand, sayth
Each body undisturbed, sun rolls over
Morning sheds the darkness that bothers
As the children rise to walk about
They find without a single doubt
Each and every one of them is dead
All rotting corpses like it was said
Snuffed out like candles in the darkness
posted by Goddamn Batman at 12:00 PM
5 Comments:
My Halloween poem. I would have had a Halloween story to buffer in between poems, but I've had a pretty sour week.
ahhan, the picture was vivid and i was wondering what are you talking about. halloween ofcourse. simple.
Yeah, reading that at first, I thought "Ick." But now it makes perfect sense. Sorry you had a shit week, Oshli. *hugs* Donna
Dude, that was GREAT. I need to get around to reading your other stuff.
man that was great...you really got some cool stuff on this sit... i think im going to start coming and reading your stuff alot more you're great josh.
love ya
Tiffa
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