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abundant in cliches - my audience going 'of course', and whole heartedly, in their facetious nature, named the poem with a TSK! TSK! TSK!  Enjoy!

Flesh was falling from the bone, 
clumps of flyblown steak, 
rippling the glass surface below
its reflection fragmented in the lake
 
bloods oily residue hanging in long tendrils, 
leaving a stringy mucus in its wake,
coagulated, and black, it stained the decayed clothes
of the phantom, as it moved across the lake.

Campers unbeknownst, they tarried by the fire,
laughing and enjoying their night,
the firelight a homing beacon for the spectre
moving towards the light

as nature calls one left the circle
and entered into the woods
the wraith shifting its focus
deviating - an end; all likelihood

it found its target and extended its fingers
inserting them at the base of the neck
blood curdling screams were released 
as the pain disseminated - oh heck!

it lifted the man off his feet by his skull 
and flicked it with an echoing snap
and tore the man apart
from his shoulders to his lap

The revellers around the fire
did question the ear shattering cry
and stood to call out to their friend
who was "supposedly" nearby

Not a sound was uttered,
no response came to their ear
as the spectre was engorging on
the flesh, its lips a red smear.

Tearing the meat from the bones,
and sucking them clean
the discarded pile of the friend rising
as it drinks the man's spleen

The eye balls, the brain, 
the sweet breads came last
like a delicate treat, he savoured these 
tasting the lymphoblast
 
and licking his fingers 
he sighed in delight -
for the entree was satisfying -
but dinner was by the fire light.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/31/2018 8:55:00 AM
Hi, One would say a masterpiece of the maccabre, written in the modern fashion. I love the gore and the reality within the piece. You put the reader in the heart of the horror. This write brings on the chills. One I would always read at night with only the light of the laptop on. I enjoyed your dark tale, I definitely felt the chills. Have a wonderful wednesday....Mike.
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Date: 11/1/2018 12:50:00 AM
Thank you Mike ;)
Date: 10/30/2018 7:25:00 PM
No amount of fire can take the chill off these bones after reading this, lol, one more day, before the big day, You scared me silly L, T,
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Date: 10/30/2018 9:10:00 PM
That was the intent ;)
Date: 10/30/2018 7:41:00 AM
graphic, gory & a definitely a campground to avoid, Lifes!
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Date: 10/30/2018 7:44:00 AM
Thank you - and thank you again, for the apostrophe was refused when I signed up - and now I have tried and succeeded to change it. Life's!
Date: 10/29/2018 4:29:00 PM
Whoa.. you got me in your palm girl!
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Date: 10/29/2018 9:21:00 PM
Fabulous.
Date: 10/29/2018 9:43:00 AM
Definitely gory enough to satisfy. This was chilling and eerie as I read it today...key word being "today" because if it were tonight, after the sun has set and the shadows begin to taunt, I might not have made it out of this creepy piece alive. : ) You certainly did not disappoint with this one. Bravo.
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Date: 10/29/2018 2:07:00 PM
Good to know. I like my horror at lunchtime. Lights on. Daylight. Too. :)
Date: 10/28/2018 7:13:00 AM
Maybe not so much hack and slash but I hope gory enough to satisfy. And within the Tuesday deadline. :) My niece's loved it and named it. Enjoy!
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