The Ghost Town
I stroll alone in a town of night
Driven to fear and blissful fright
A town scarred by war, quiet and distraught
Ghostly manifestations in twilight wrought
More and more fill the night
Bringing forth a host to sight
They surround me and alone I stand
They exist smoky and eyeless upon the land
Expressionless accusations like ice on my skin
Mouth-less voices scream within
They collapse to a silken state
Ghoulish fog seals their fate
Copyright © Billy Mcpherson Jr. | Year Posted 2010
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