blows
in the streets
tonight...
a breeze
that brings
something...
different
into the air...
something...
dangerous?
Something deadly....
A plague
of
dark and
twisted
souls
touched
by the chill
breeze
cold
of
heart and
mind...
seeking
prey...
awaiting
something
upon which
to feast...
a hard music
a cold smile
a predator
walks
in leather
and chain...
the wind
touches him
and he smiles....
The mother
pulls close her
child
in fear
a dog
growls
beneath the
streets
a scream
as something
feeds upon
something else....
Tonight,
it begins....
You're all marvelous. Thank you for your kind comments, and for writing so many wonderful things which I take such great pleasure in reading. Happy Halloween, Everyone!
Do Demons Dream? My Dark poetry....
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