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"My requiem is Death’s pulse
I breathe shadows
and exhale,
emitting the dark fog like an aroma of stale myrrh..."

- The Nature Of Stalkers from the dark fantasy poetry book,
Watch The Shadows: The Legacy Chronicles Book 1

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WATCH THE SHADOWS

Underneath the Milky
Moonglow
Beneath the City Lights
Below the skyscrapers
and other man-made
monoliths
hidden in the crevices of
reality
There’s something there
something’s alive
and dead
The Shadows
Live. . .
Can you hear them?
Listen. . .
The Shadows breathe
Silence
Its children grow restless
They Hunger
Soon they will eat
impatience and hunt
just out of view
just below the waves
of darkness,
sounds of low rumble
growls, sharp clicks
and edge scraping of
fangs and claws
These Things you won’t see
but they do
their eyes penetrate the
Abyss of Blacklight
because they are Predator
and you. . . Prey
Pray that Light comes
quickly
Your heartbeat pounds
loud like a drum
swallowed by flowing
darkness
that deafens the sound of
Fear. . .
screams won’t be heard.
Death is there. . .

DEAD ALIVE

Tightness in my chest
like a gorilla sitting on my body,
each breath gets more restrictive
like a constrictor python. . .
squeezing
Thousand stings of wasps and fire ants
erupt in my mind,
nerves explode
in a vicious display of fireworks
Distorting Pain
Pain as bright—hot like the sun ablaze
Blinding white, searing darkness
I’m Choking on air like its acid
Pain. . .
No more
I see in sharp gray. . .
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. . .
to be this way
my dying breath has given way to a painful life
I’m no longer dead
I’m alive?

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