TURNED TO STONE

I have turned to stone.

I’m chilled to the bone.

The coldness is spreading.

Where can this be heading?

Please help me.

You can see.

I can’t even bend.

Life is at its end.

THE PHONE CALL

I’ve been on hold

for a long time.

Years have passed

But I’m still waiting.

One day I will have

my answer.

One day someone will

speak to me.

But I will keep waiting

until the end of time.

HELP ME

Why did I accept the invitation?

An unsigned invitation

to a party at a deserted house.

A house with a sinister history.

A history of unsolved disappearances.

One group is trapped in the basement.

Our group is fleeing for our lives.

Sand hits us in the face.

Trees swipe at us

as we reach the walkway.

A body hangs in the gazebo.

Is it one of ours?

Will there be time to get the Sheriff?

It sways back and forth in the wind.

THE DEAD GAME

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FLY AWAY

Help me!
I want to fly.
I want to spread my wings.
Look!
I’m flapping them.
Flapping them real hard.
I want to fly far away,
over land and water,
and way from people.
Let go of me!
I want to be free!