Dark Poetry #3 |
Coffin Clutch |
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since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Consider dank deposits of mausoleum caskets their hallowed spirits wait for sands to empty accompanied by a costumed world of the pretend freakish shadows jive to haunted house sounds plucked melon face grimaces glow in panes Set for a night of treat or feat nooses tighten to mark ghastly glances but below in the land of the unforgiving damp wood covers creak to liberate shadows long tapered figures remove prisoner lids protective soils flake away...another harvest waits a pale moonlight shimmers on this ascent to join the pagan company of ghoulish fiends clutching treat bags on the surface world autumn mist floats over squash linteled homes marking the end of hourglass flows as dark draped figures arise who will know? [This message has been edited by ecrivan (11-06-2002 04:13 PM).] |
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