Long Dark horror Poems

"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you...

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"Sick Art"



I walk the streets
still and quiet
I do not lie
I do not betray
what the heart belies
pickled kidneys 

I am a ghost
of my former self

ears lent to hear 
the sweet music
of the sounds so fraught
caught up...

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the sky erupts monsters
sky erupts monsters forming
erupts monsters forming wreaking
monsters forming wreaking havoc
forming wreaking havoc shattering
wreaking havoc shattering serenity
havoc shattering serenity bolts
shattering serenity bolts of
serenity bolts of hell
bolts of hell deluge
of hell deluge descending
hell deluge...

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The Bloodstone, The Raven And Master Poe,
Part Two of Three

For seven years it had been wickedly clever
Doing just enough to sate its wicked desires
When begged to stop. Alas it cried, never
Not until your soul rests...

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III.

He wore a necklace made of dozens of vertebrae,
whether they were human or not, nobody could say.
Rick looked down at the dead man but still showed no fear,
said,”Tell me why we shouldn’t just kill you...

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I.
Bob Harney was riding upon the evening stage,
worried they’d not reach Pelltown before light did fade,
he hoped they didn’t have to spend the night camping out,
they’d heard the Arapahos were raiding around.

The others in the...

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II.

When drinking one noontime broken Bob got a glance
at one of Rick’s men, a thug named Dorado Vance,
but what caught his attention was the bastard’s hat,
in the stage he had seen the miner wearing that!

Stumbling...

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NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy-

NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering-

NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths or thrice-past-madness witnesses to Tantalus' entelechy.


IT wasn't borne on echoes...

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The Heavy Price Paid To End The Deepest Of Dark Pains


In my night-dreams, flies jargon of oracles wise and profound
words given that break heavy chains by which I was once bound
just a conversation with my...

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The Boogeyman



"Lay your head down child I won't let the Boogeyman come"
another infamous Tool ballad blares out of the speakers.
"Go back to sleep, go back to sleep..."
James (now 14) hits the power button and says...

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He lives between two worlds.
 
One that an average, or sane person, finds him or herself living day to day,
and that of a fictional writer, who allows his creative side to pull him into the...

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The doctor left me.
He left the tools on the desk,
right beside my bed.

I'll perform my own
surgery, man. What do you say?
I'll take out my brain!

Rip the IV out,
right out of my dark green veins—
or are...

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Under the sun and moon, flawed men linger in the cold 
Who in the mist of darkness, cut and rip apart trees eons old 
While stepping on grass and insects for wood to be sold...

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IV.

As the werewolves all funneled to that narrow gorge,
the brush was pulled away, revealing a cannon’s bore,
the beasts were to furious to see they were caught,
Bob pulled back on the cord, fired silver grape-shot.

Small spheres...

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Shoot! Nothing like killing spree to bookend August 2019!

The latest homicide,
where gunman(men) slew
dirty deed done dirt cheap
half dozen innocent people drew
minimal horrific gasps, now a new
month (September two 
thousand nineteen)

where goldenrods yellow
with morning dew
encompassing human...

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Drenched of hell’s insanities 



Sending chills this tortured spine, 
as aches precede the worded fiction
Sorted truth does rest sublime 
beneath the light of benediction
Broken dreams of compass flair, 
directions cast a blinded waning
Trusted roots abridge...

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I got myself into
                               ...

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When I see those eyes,
They’re filled with lifeless lies.
It’s no wonder his skin is like ice.

He tells me, “Come closer,”
His promise of wealth wins me over,
But then I see the black blood running through his...

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Long ago when I was younger, yearn for knowledge I did hunger,
heard about a rumor going ‘round.
Twas a legend told for ages, passed along as time turned pages,
strange as any tale twas ever found.
Rumor said...

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The Dark Side of October

Late October moon is waking, through this cemetery shaking,
shaking as the cold wind breaking, walking ‘neath an old oak tree.
Stones like sentries undertaking, guarding graves as hearts are aching,
aching for the...

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I woke up it was a sunny day
'Come for breakfast' mom would say,
I freshened up, then made my bed
Put away the books that I had read,
Just another day at school
My ride was here, my friends...

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It’s easy for them not to try
when their love shines as bright as the Northern Star.
I’m thinking about you and I can’t stop
wishing you were right next to me all the time.
But you’re just too...

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He's a seasoned outdoorsman; a lover
               and explorer of nature who frequently
   goes camping, on occasion, hunting; even fly-fishing.
...

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...It came two weeks later when Bud Biandi,
got his throat slashed in his garage.
He’d directed Cody in four hit films,
and made him part of his entourage,
but complaints against him had been lodged,
that like Sidelton, he...

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A frail woman walking home,
Quickly finds she's not alone.

A shudder ruptures her old bones,
As she falls to cobblestone.

Two young men without a home,
Quickly find they're not alone.

They spot an elder with a purse,
Then take the...

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