“unknown” She always knew. Playing the color of my persona. Soft. Passionate….. liar. You killed him and the others, Sweet, the taste of revenge. When I saw you; day…. Melted snow, cold. I was so cold, blue eyes radiated such sickening beauty, wanting-lust. Affaid at first, come closer. The look. A body. Unhuman. Perfect. She was unearthly immortal. Undying. Sapient. Love. I never fogot that day---I always knew liar. my death. Tilley Maine State Prison
Watchers It started again; The lovely crying. beautifull but eerie. She stood there Watching, Singing her song of lost souls. A message. Unclear. The eyes so pasionate, loving, but lustfull wanting to touch me, reaching so close yet never becoming within the realm of physical. So beautifull…… I could only stare, filled with sorrow, “I know you. We lived. We loved. You are me, how? Why? Please come closer.” I begged. The leaves rankeled as if they were angry against the window, a low howl of the fall wind, the lovely crying-- laughing now, distant….. beautifull-growl. It knew. It waited as it fell ever distant. Silence. The candels flame went out……The Moon. The morning brought a cold wind. Musk. Rain danced of the window. I rose to tighten the jam. The reflection, the instant second. The lovely crying, her again, gone. The everlast….feeling so lost, so helpless…….. -Tilley
The screams began again. It wasn’t a dream
this time. I heard them, walking, I saw
them, the shadows, reflecting from the granite
walls. That stare.
It was never her fault. Tied an bound,
I thrust the blade.
In and out.
Blade of flesh. Deep. Hot. Bleeding.
The screams began again, so sweet. So young.
The air filled with damp musk, shadows rose
Ghosts incarnate. Distant karma.
Flames danced. Caged. I reached but no longer
The screams began again.
Eye wide…open. Darkness,