My Horror Poems on Twitter from October 2010

(A personal favorite)

: We all still hunger — / even without tongues or throats — / we must feed the void

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(A personal favorite)

More : “Undead at the Desk”: dead man resurrects — / fingers twitch on his keyboard / retweeting this post

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I load my pistol. / Dad tells me “Aim for the head!” / But his chin will do.

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for @MecumHaiku: birthday party hats / spilling brains onto the floor — / look like ice cream cones

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(A personal favorite)

Halloween: he does not don his mask / but puts it over the face / of each victim / so he can butcher / the same person / again and again

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(A personal favorite)

“Behind the Ice Cream Shop”: fangs puncture / child’s throat / and he winces — / the esophagus / is still cold / from the sherbet.

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