Spooktacular Classic: Dark, Flitting Shadows

Spooktacular Classics are dried-up chunks of word vomit which I like to regurgitate every time a Halloween Spooktacular event rolls onto the Interwebs scene.

You’ve been warned.


Dark, Flitting Shadows

Dark, flitting shadows
Voraciously victimize
My mind,
Consuming my being.
Voices spoken,
Hushed whispers
From the caverns,
Darkest recesses
Dark, flitting shadows
Numb the essence
Of my being,
Creating a hollowed void,
Incinerating me.
Cold fingers rake,
Grasp, groping
Venomous terror.
Dark, flitting shadows
Squeeze, squander
Purities of my soul.
I fight, destroy,
Pulverize the darkness,
Squelching shrieking pleas
As they swallow


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