Seeker of the Night
Blood and chills ran through my veins
that day as I recall
Although a summer’s eve, there was
an eerie mist of fall
Approaching that old house, I had
seen no one at the gate
A new employ, I had been charged
with selling that estate
In disrepair, the creaky door had
opened just for me
So I walked in and wandered
as I put away my key
Yes, I’d heard the rumors and
the tales of small town lore
The creatures of the night and such
for me were just a bore
I walked around and made a list
of work yet to be done
Cobwebs fused the threadbare drapes
to block out all the sun
It’s then I turned to see what caught
the corner of my eye
A figure in a gown with long black hair
who said “Goodbye”
Before I knew what overcame
to hold my wits in check
I felt her kiss of evil as she
plunged into my neck
Forever now to tread these halls
I’ll never see the light
For that’s the day that I became
a seeker of the night
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2021
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