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Literature
If A Ghost Echos Up the Stairs
Two spectacles of the
day have come
&
gone,
no mouth verily
fallow to the same
content,
when the distinctly
different
positions of light &
darkness,
have upon some
strange compulsion
strained to
vanity to it's
true pinnacle,
placed nightmares
into categories left
to stand
forever
unevolved,
& now,
If a ghost,
echoes up the stairs.  
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Literature
This Satanic Sh*t is the Cue
Then goats
will be eating
dinosaur shadows,
& why should
I like you
again,
having all the
time in the world
to wait for the
eye of science
to clear,
& save
it for a
rainy day,
Lucifer,
Satan,
& the Lord of the flies,
to Shadowrun
the lightbulb's
glow,
to scar the black
cross, & ghosts
from hooks & eyeballs.
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Literature
The War That Did Not Last
The Internet can't
shift
with the Future
around,
have another
umbrella day
about it,
could an ear
soften storm
& cloud,
for a better
light for future,
the dawning
of the Theatre
* the light-bulb,
& many moments
to dream,
to re-approach
to stillness,
a strength
ultimate,
cloud fast
& kindled for another day's
dreaming.
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Literature
Psychic Screw Go Black Mushroom
& then they kill you
& then you’re dead,
Just after the Holidays,
When Halloween’s
Psychic costumes
Go to black mushroom,
& the World seeks
Out it’s new
“Go”-screw.
To coffin nails
& the
Living dead, the return
Of this is often
Less than
True, stimulation.
Psychic screw, go
Black mushroom,
Phantasms are
Known to have
Their nightmares
&
Their nightmares
& their stale popcorn after the movie.
& then they turned the flashlight
Off.
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Literature
Helped For Halloween
Well the Jack O' Lantern
The Pumpkin
decoratively carved,
the trick n' treat
of
it, Tiger or
Tigger as it
were,
certainly through
chocolate
& sweet,
costume & haunting's
most
quiet,
or boasting,
movingly arrayed
or
curiously discreet,
came to
be part
of the inlaid
point's
of the mystic
star's,
all the constellations
satanically
changed, &
in
an almost
goofy
gesture,
hidden
within their
favored
form's of light
& fire,
as different
jewel's,
hushing each
other,
while appearing
changed &
waiting
outside the
door's of
All the
safely lit
House,
the Devil
madly
laughing, set
to
tickle, waiting
to release all the
silent
damned from
Hell.
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Literature
Hell's Wish
The Mountain Necropolis
is
a Haunted
Neck,
left vampirically
bit,
A Dark
& bleak,
unwholesome refuge
Where
were-wolves
from human
fed lakes
crack bone
& sinew,
a jackdaw
mathematics
pull from
skin it's
pink & glueless
pulp's,
The ghosts
of children
speak in
spirit,
outside
the mought
of
the macabre.
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Literature
The Scar Sisters and the Vampire
By the time every
stitch
had returned
torn or
once opened
flesh
to it's perfect
collective tune,
as a band must
be put to
practice, & polish,
or an orchestra
must sit,
& wait to
find a certain
organization
of pitches,
naught  but
scars for the
sisters
remained,
& there
in the darkness
sat the
Vampire,
polished & perfectly tuned,
the living dead,
Nosferatu.
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Literature
The Bat-House Cocoon
So, the very
furthest from
thread, to
warrant the
furthest,
the very furthest
from thought,
as rich as
the natural
world, gone ill
of mankind,
is the fire
& shadow of
a veil,
to point to
a view invisible
to the eye,
is not the
wraith the
ear discovered,
or the
vile of a
burden set
down as
Eaten by
the mind of
time,
silver upon
the tooth,
mosquito, net,
& vine,
appearance by
all deceived,
the land eaten
up until
the point of
flight,
is the high
control of
a nation won
for it's
own sense of
peace,
the dock then
the judge of
electricity,
the storm in
the attic
of bloom & string,
shy is a sense,
blesses are
the key's,
for the bat drew
it's wing,
across itself.
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Literature
Kept to the Sunken Ship
Many times as
the un-tread
currents,
passed,
much in a way
the Sun a
mirror's glass
will never feel,
ghost from the
potholes with a
trembling idiom of
consciousness,
deluding the
dormancy,
that travel upon
the path,
may not
perfectly command,
there they
laughed &
they feasted,
kept to the
sunken ship.
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Literature
The Night Light Goes to Wandering
a dim glow
has come,
come on
to it's taste
of what lead's
the way,
a cupid of
might to
enliven the hall,
the house,
the sidewalk has
even seen &
spoken of
it,
the spider
it's dragon,
to it's soft
& kindly sword
& shield,
& sometimes
like a ghost, the
night light goes
to wandering.
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Literature
Vampire In the Mirror
The stake had not yet passed through the heart of the creature. There in a vase they put their flowers & for some days & some time they wandered about the floor. The stake stayed, just to be removed, & glass to it’s frame remained just as still. To these days, in an inanimate state, the dust ass it rose, & there the flowers musty, & starting to decompose.
Then by some strange form of shock, or chance, as the Moon was full, & to some great inopportunity all eyes being pulled to stare & to glance, the room going blacker to some shadows of a Moonless night, & in place of the swelling or desensitizing phases, the shadows seemed to stall & then to listen & in the corner of the bar, a corpse with two fresh puncture wounds.
The mirror then trembled, as a shriek or two rent into the night, then the flowers went completely dry, & then they crumbled.
The End
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Literature
An Eye In the Cemetery
From time, come the
night, all a thought
could do
a phantom of the
spirit of Satan,
or a creature of
shadows,
as a ghost will
sup,
to trolley out to
the limits of the night,
& sometimes it
were that the Moon
were only there to
bring sense into the
world,to bring scent,
& were that it that man
should follow tides
to make challenges of
the old ruins of worlds &
kingdom's come before
him,
now an eye in
the cemetery.
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Literature
Skulls in the Water as the Waves do crash
If lightning trembled
in day-light,
timing soft as the
waves crash,
the eye of
a floating skull,
chaptering the flavor
of the water,
neatly simulates
a dearth of black
clouds,
so, will the sand
lose the
horizon's guests,
to lifelessness,
as a new storm
comes to dawn,
there,
skulls in the water
as the
waves do
crash.
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Literature
Have Fun With the Crimson Tide
Season of the
sea flow surmount,
to dye of a
deeper color,
a kindless
deficit,
like the living
sleeplessness of
nightmares,
In it's merriment,
Drawing a darker
impressiveness,
to a suddenly recognizable
sight,
there like a creature
from the first stones
of being,
In it's temper
to savor, the litheness
inherent in pure
hatred, softened to
simplicity, now,
Have fun with the crimson tide.  
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Literature
Maggots and Pickles
preserve the perishable
items,
that a
fly could find
glass,
outside any
decaying matter,
the stork white maggot,
& the ever
green brine,
as though maggot
&
Pickle were
Square to eye,
the other,
somewhat supernatural,
but no other
thought save a
lid may
come,
& the Moon,
that night seemed
to honor it.
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Literature
Crocodile Halloween
to approach a prey
unseesn,
to the door to
the door,
make room for
Crocodile Halloween,
the swamps
shall scatter their leaves,
As candy enters
pail & bag,
& the reptile
moves, in & of it's self
quite silent,
quite unseen,
oh & a Happy
All Hollow's Eve,
A haunting
visage of trembling
shadows,
sheets, & ghosts,
candy on the street.
& a decorative
animation, that's hung
on the door.
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Skewering the candles,
upon
An evening going
straight to a
scrupulous night,
Between Phases of
the Moon,
The Dark Ages in
Glass. 

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