Upon opening the door
the scent alone will cause you to faint
There is barely space to walk
Loose boxes and pallets
almost stack to the roof
as though ready to fall
Kitchen utensils remain unwashed
with pieces of broken glass
everywhere
the dust on the curtains
makes the color fade
How often you see a place
neglected by someone
who has no decency
and shows no concern
to correct any mistakes
broken chairs with missing legs
Knives without handles
unsanitary foodstuffs
with expirey dates
Bottles of soft drinks
under the cupboards
and loose clothing
wrapped in between
Infested by termites
with filth falling from the ceiling
with moulds becoming mountains
on the floor
swollen can foods ready to explode
plastic bottles split open
due to heat of the sun
The walls seem ready
to fall apart
while the locks seem
to have no life anymore
Dust motes dance in the
moonlight where the rotting
porch boards moan beneath
my feet.
Thick, silver cobwebs drape
like burial shrouds over the
rotting, abandoned foyer.
A sudden, frantic squeaking
echoes from the floorboards,
followed by the scuttle of a
hundred hungry spiders.
The decrepit house breathes,
its wall pulsing with the phantom
sounds of distant, agonizing yells.
I try to retreat, but the front door
slams shut, locking me inside the
suffocating darkness.
Invisible fingers brush against
my neck, and the temperature
drops to a freezing, unnatural chill.
The screaming starts then- a chorus
of tormented souls trapped forever
within the cursed timber.
I run up the spiraling staircase,
only to find the hallway crawling
with grotesque, shifting shadows.
The walls close in as a deafening
shriek shatters the silence, and the
house claims another victim.
Now I am just another spectral
noise in the dark, forever screaming
in the spider- infested void.
The board isn't straight because of the termites, ....Whose laser has melted likened ice, melts to water
....Crooked, is the board that has troubled the rain....
5/8/26
by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
As I swam
In the shark infested waters;
What stings like wasps in hives,
Of trying minds' regret,
Invasive blips, flash frozen pictures,
Recalls, counterfeit,
Serrated icy sickled thoughts,
In glaciated snow,
Dread the warmth, the trickled stream,
Of thawing reapers' sown,
Sipping from the melt embibes,
The swarming, claustrophobic choke,
Alone the white hot heat of heart,
Scatters them with smoke.
ADVENTURES IN THE CALMLY ROUGH SHARK INFESTED SEAS- -
Adventure, faith, and life
Who do we owe for this…?
Grow calmly like a clear sun
Created by who, He’s the one...
Adventures in the calmly rough shark infested seas
Privates rise! Captains sink
All a part of the new milliliter octopus
Jellyfish...
Grow roughly like a warm shark
Trout swimming in the lakes dark
Adventures in the calmly rough shark infested seas
Created by who, He’s the one… Neptune
Commander in Chief of the Ocean Solar Sun;
7/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Rat infested gourd
A pumpkin taken over
The insides emptied
There are holes throughout pumpkin
Which contains these nasty mice
Russell Sivey
Something inside of me has died.
On several occasions to myself I have lied.
My blackened heart in the palm of my hand
Offering it to you just as I had planned
My skin infested with your touch
I can smell you in my clothes to which I helplessly clutch.
Empty and thoughtless, seamless and bare
Weakness envelopes me,
Infectious stare.
My skin burns
Cold inside-starting to itch
Normalcy is for what I yearn
My thoughts maladjusted-My stomach turns.
I take a deep breath and
I slowly close my eyes
Offering you another sacrifice
Just to watch another piece of me die.
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