Field of Souls…scene 1

Terror, Poetry


He walked the fields
the whispering ears of corn
caused him to shiver

tendrils of the melon
entwined his ankles
in an attempt to pull him down

ripe melons turned into heads
gruesomely lopped off
and rolling on the plantation floor

The sights he saw
made him break out in a cold sweat
his feet rooted to the ground too heavy to move



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I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

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