Submissions by von_Mort
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Oh, Ye Death
Oh, ye Death, I implore, come quick
'Cause, of this life, I'm tired and sick
Be it swift or whilst I'm resting my eyes
Ye need not come in deft disguise
The Reaper in cloak and bone of white
Catches the moon in his eerie scythe
Watching me over as I dream
Waiting until I awake, it seems
And when I do, I will greet him well
In attempt to persuade me out of Hell
A round of cards or shooting the breeze
Before dashing off on his skeletal steed
So, before the light of tomorrow comes
And darkness is whisked away by the sun
As long as it's...
'Cause, of this life, I'm tired and sick
Be it swift or whilst I'm resting my eyes
Ye need not come in deft disguise
The Reaper in cloak and bone of white
Catches the moon in his eerie scythe
Watching me over as I dream
Waiting until I awake, it seems
And when I do, I will greet him well
In attempt to persuade me out of Hell
A round of cards or shooting the breeze
Before dashing off on his skeletal steed
So, before the light of tomorrow comes
And darkness is whisked away by the sun
As long as it's...
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Drip
Turning the lock, I stepped inside
The apartment my wife and I reside
Only the porchlight had been left on
The switch I flipped before I had gone
A long day's work hung overhead
With another to come right after bed
Dropping my things on the livingroom floor
I turned and locked the entrance door
It was then that I caught a peculiar sound
Like rain from a gutter splashing on the ground
Dripping - drops as loud as a boom
Led me anxiously into the master room
From the ceiling fan hung my wife's severed head
With the rest of her body slumped...
The apartment my wife and I reside
Only the porchlight had been left on
The switch I flipped before I had gone
A long day's work hung overhead
With another to come right after bed
Dropping my things on the livingroom floor
I turned and locked the entrance door
It was then that I caught a peculiar sound
Like rain from a gutter splashing on the ground
Dripping - drops as loud as a boom
Led me anxiously into the master room
From the ceiling fan hung my wife's severed head
With the rest of her body slumped...
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