by Alexis Child
Bad dreams he chased away; ghost stories
singing midnight lullabies – words lulled
raindrops into a trance beyond the wall of sleep.
Spirit-whispered warnings, madness shadows
spawned, through veins of mortal flesh.
"Death descends dark shadows on those
worthy," whispered the blade slicing through
the cold autumn night. Bright red screams
showered the quivering body; liquid tears
from a lacerated sky when darkness falls.
He reigns in blood, the devil in his eye.
Up the stairs he leads the children in the
pale soft moonlight, singing of his crimes.
© 2015 Alexis Child. All rites reserved until the worms crawl in…
Alexis Child hails from Toronto, Canada; horror in its purest form: A calculated crime both against the aspirations of the soul and affections of the heart. She worked at a Call Crisis Centre befriending demons of the mind that roam freely amongst her writings. She lived with a Calico-cat child sleuthing all that went bump in the night and is haunted by the memory of her cat.
She is currently signed to Nostilevo Records.
Her fiction has been featured in The House of Pain, Lost Souls, Screams of Terror, Sinistercity, SpecFicWorld.com, The Official Nephilim Site, and U.K.'s Dark Of Night Magazine. Her poetry has been featured in numerous online and print publications, including Black Petals, Blood Moon Rising, Estronomicon eZine, Eternal Haunted Summer, Death Head Grin, Midnight Lullabies Anthology, Sein und Werden, The Horror Zine, and elsewhere.
Visit her website: http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/alexischild/
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