Post (an acrostic poem)

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Putting a stake down to claim what’s yours

Ordinarily would mark the property line sufficiently

Since this property line was between life and death

That necessitates adding the heart of the vampire

Steak (an acrostic poem)

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She took out the long wooden stake and drove it into his heart

The vampire shuddered once before collapsing to the tabletop

Emily smiled.  Buffy had nothing on her

Alan took a step back from her, horrified

Killing someone in cold blood because they liked their sirloin rare seemed a bit over the top

Collar (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t stand having something around my neck

Only I don’t get much choice in this gig

Living for the church was not going to be my style

Living dead come into the equation

And I had to sign up, so now I’m a holy man

Relax baby, I only baptize with a shotgun and cross with my saber

Crawl (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t believe that gross internet myth

Really?  You’ll eat a dozen spiders as you sleep over your lifetime?

And to disprove this point I set up a video camera to record me sleeping

Watching the video, and we can see here that…wait, four, five, what the!!!!!!

Love of all that is holy!  I’m going to be…

Ominous (an acrostic poem)

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Outside, the darkness was pierced by the full moon

Making the fallen leaves look hauntingly surreal

It was then we she heard the sound of something approaching

Nearer it got, the faster it seemed to be moving, the louder it became, the harder her heart beat

Old primal fears rose from the depths of her hindbrain.  She began to flee the sound

Undulating ground eventually caught her foot causing her to sprawl to the ground

Still, the sounds were getting closer, faster, louder.

Hide (an acrostic poem)

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Hoping they wouldn’t find you as you snuck into the graveyard.

It might be foolish to go there during a zombie apocalypse, but…

Days had gone by since it had started.  This might be the safest place.

Except you didn’t expect there would be late risers!

The Navy Blues ( a 200 word story) *disturbing content, please be advised*

 

The whiskey scorched all the way down as he took another swig.  He almost fell over as he ground out his cigarette.  That brought him face to face with that photo of her in that navy blue dress.

“I can’t believe you’re gone.”

A sob escaped causing him to slump into his recliner.

“We were so good together.”

Putting down the bottle, he picked up her image and gave it a sloppy kiss.  He went to put it carefully back down, but instead, he fumbled it.  The photo tumbled to the tiled floor, shattering the glass.  He groped for the now naked photograph, cutting his hand, but undeterred, he snagged it.  He sucked on the blood while staring into the picture’s eyes.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you, hurting me again?”

He picked back up the bottle and pounded what was left.  Snatching his lighter he set fire to her visage.

“Fuck!”

He watched her burn, yet even when the flames reached his fingers, he couldn’t let go.  Not even when she was just ashes.

“I told you I’d do anything to make you stay.”

He showed his fingertips to the navy blue urn on the bookshelf.

“See, I meant it.”

 

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Tube (an acrostic poem)

 

The descent into the underground left Tyler feeling uneasy

Until now the journey had been theoretical, a nightmare that could happen

But now Tyler stood while overhead there was millions of pounds of dirt and rock

Everything would be all right.  Just stay calm. But then the lights went out…

 

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Costume (an acrostic poem)

Clothing makes the man they say

Or in his case, they allowed him to blend in

So that the prey around him didn’t recognize predator in their midst

Though they would be nervous as if they could see through his disguise

Undercover he enjoyed taking his time

Meticulously picking his next victim

Enjoying the chaos he left in his wake

 

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