Pay back

Pay back

By AJ O’Brien.

I awake within a box

beneath sacred soil,

my heart hits a beat

blue tunnels fill with blood,

begin to flow and boil.

I claw my way out

and happily arise

within a graveyard dark,

surrounded by the dead

and long forgotten goodbyes.

I hunger for your pain

as I look upon my empty grave,

wish me well lover

for it’s your sweetheart

my hands do crave.

I dance toward your fear

beneath a fractured moon,

lock your doors and windows

my evil little angel.

For I shall be there soon.

32 thoughts on “Pay back”

  1. It’s good to read your deliciously dark poetry, Alan. Your words strike out like a cold hand circling my throat in the dark. I love the entire poem, but especially, the ending…has me smiling a wicked, gleeful smile. He’s coming….

    β€œI dance toward your fear
    beneath a fractured moon,
    lock your doors and windows
    my evil little angel.
    For I shall be there soon.”
    πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€πŸ–€

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