The Daily Haiku

A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic.

May 8, 2006

Nightmare in the flesh
Shadows distort on the wall
Tentacles and teeth

Glowing red eyes watch
The walls slowly bleed, drip... drip...
Slavering... hungry...

Cold air, close my eyes
Chittering, unholy noise
Fear opens my eyes

The air rips apart
Rotting flesh oozes downward
Fetid smell, I wretch

That horrible flesh!
Drooling and chattering teeth
Oh please, help me.... I...

1 Comments:

Blogger Los said...

Putrid smell lingers...
dissipating into air,
from the bathroom.

9:55 AM, May 08, 2006  

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