dark dreams October fest entries

poems for dark dreamscapes poetry contest

Welcome to my world, pilgrim

I am your host
Otherwise known as the grim reaper
Today is the night of the dead

You have been chosen
By General Corona
To join us

As we welcome the dead
To the other world

You have been selected
For your sins
For things you did
And things you did not do

You are guilty as hell
Don’t ya know

But first let’s eat
And a feast appeared
Before my eyes

Pumpkin pie
Big piles of meat
Lots of booze

As I drank the booze
I realized that was my mistake
The meat turned out to be
The meat of the freshly dead

I screamed to no avail
Nothing but ghostly laughter
From my fellow Corona ghosts
We were ghosts in the wind

Lost in limbo
As our host laughed and chuckled
At our misfortune