Sunday, March 8, 2015

LOST IN OASIS



The cold cuts through me.
My nightgown thin protection.
The dark my sworn enemy.
How am I here?
On the ground of the estate,
roaming the night. 

Tall flowers looming in front of me.
Silly grins on their dark faces.
Reaching for me with stick arms.
Still and silent at day.
Stalkers by night.

Let me go.
Back to my warm bed.
To the time before nightmares.
To the time before The Dead.

I want to dream of parties.

Picnics by the shore.
A sun-drenched paradise of white sand.
A safe haven for residents.

What has happened to my safe haven?
The dark has taken over my poor town.
No more parties.
No more picnics.
Only deadly games.

Check and mate.
The Dead are here to stay.

THE DEAD GAME



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