Tuesday, December 2, 2003

Haunted

 Eyes like emerald pools,
Haunting my dreams,
and you never smile.

Hands gnarled with age,
so bony and disfigured,
skeletal and rotting

Lips like ruby
drops of blood
leaking into my eyes.

I can feel your touch,
It's deathly cold,
and it slithers up my spine.

Like electric jolts
sent throughout the body,
tensing relentless muscles.

A face burned to my
retinas, as if I looked
directly at the sun.

I can't get her out
of my head! I see her
reaching, pleading.

I can't move,
I'm frozen from fear.
Someone help!

I scream, nightly,
birds no longer chirp
at my window for,

They know I bring death,
disembodiment with me.
A curse.

As it begins
so shall it end,
I'm haunted by her face.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

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