Deep Fears
You see the ravens
Skittering around old bones
The ones on the graves
Of the recently surfaced
Here skeletons walk and talk
Looking right at you
Asking you over to them
In front of a grave
Just asking you to get in
With the group laughing at you
All fun and laughs, then
Skeletons get serious
Take you by the hand
Yank you deep into the hole
Of your final resting place
Then you wake up fast
Cold sweats running down your back
But very happy
That you are alive and well
Lying in your comfy bed
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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