Mist

By HeadpatSlut

Mist

 

 

Riding fast in the early morn through dense and frosty mist-

Searching for some sign of life, but nothing here exists-

This play has no set storyline, but still I get the gist-

Feels like there’s something there, thriving like a cyst-

Might miss the point or drop the ball, still bleeding from the wrists-

The fearsome urge to crash and burn, I almost can’t resist-

No start, no end, there’s nothing here but this, this is the Mist.


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Copyright 2010 DK6_Marius
Published on Wednesday, December 22, 2010.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Written a few days ago just as the storm started up down here.
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  • Malcholm Dark On Thursday, December 23, 2010, Malcholm Dark (810)By person wrote:

    well done dude, I got that same rain here in socal.... flooded are asses a bit... very cool write... thanks

  • A former member wrote: awsome :) i love it

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