“Dark Imagery”
October 2005

Cracking, smacking lips
Slither here and there
Frightful monster
Crawling through the dark
Claws are clacking
Snapping jaws
Gasping maws
A dark and dripping gullet waits
It finds us in the dark
No good to scream
Crying won’t bring anyone
To help you, save you
Emancipate you
Trapped you are
Trapped now
Awaiting death’s embrace
With bated breath

I hate the expression “with bated breath.” If it weren’t well past my bedtime, I would totally rewrite that right now. As it is, it’ll have to wait for the next time around.