Watching with horror
As the carnage begins

I watch with horror as a newfound friend
Comes to a frightful sticky dead end
I see mirrors break
Remake
Then break again
Fighting to be rid of them
Torrents of rain
Demon dolls dancing
Bedevilment in store
Mothers wading through oceans of gore
Axemen appearing from cobwebby shadow
Sane people crazy
Go mad and yet though
Loved ones bear with 'em
Try to protect them
It all ends in nightmare
I don't want to go there
Again but I guess I must
And so if you need to know
More you must trust me
To say all I can say
And that I will do
If you come back on Thursday
I'll tell the tale through
So if answers you must have
Here is my plea
Come back at midnight
And I will tell thee
O ~ o ~
And here it is: The Conjuring Last Rites
Thanks for reading and hope you like the review
About the Creator
Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.



Comments (3)
Oooo, I wonder what you have in store for us hehehehe
Nice teaser!! Great poem too. I am intrigued! ⚡️💙⚡️
A thrilling thriller you have written here, and I will be looking and waiting.