Tom Bell Poet Dramatic Monologue

House of Fear (With John Salazar)

this will be a work in progress...with my b horror film afficienado friend 
john....suggestions under comments welcome:  

For near two hundred years
The house spewed death
And fear among the land
All tenants died horrible early deaths(TB)

The first, a young termagant Virago,
many a foolish man,
walked through her door
never to walk out the same. (Christy Hardy)

For their tongues became lame,
They would not speak her name
Their eyes never focused again as well
After having been through such hell(TB)

And profane prayers to
The Evil One,
Are whispered in her halls
Ghostly visions of
Sin and depravation,
Curl within the mists
of misery witnessed there-in.

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