Sunday, July 20, 2014

that dreadful hearse.

That Dreadful Hearse.
_______________

I saw then..
the Hearse.

The dreadful
hearse...

which followed
me out of Dreams.

To reveal My
Hateful Curse.
_

Brother Dead
was there.

I Love Brother
Dead.

(he's my
Favorite
from these
Wretched
Nightmares.)

He even
patted me
on the Head.

(and asked
if I was scared.)
_

Nah..
(I lied.)

Not me.

Why should
I be?

I remember
every time
I've Died.

(and will
for All Eternity.)
_

It's just the
Hearse man..

that dreadful
Hearse I cannot
stand because
it tortures me!

(when it follows
me out of Dreams.)
_

J.Stephen.H.








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