Tuesday, October 03, 2006

#163: October 3, 2006

The smell of damp earth swept into the room
and covered the two sleepers with its scent.
Silently one arose, got dressed, and went
down the back hotel stairs into the gloom.

At length his roommate also came awake
and rushing to the window soon espied
two figures on the rustic path outside
between the hotel and the mountain lake.

And even from that distance he could see
the moonlight glowing in her demon's eyes,
her teeth bared like a serpent's o'er the head
of his companion--and before his cries
had roused the inn, the sleepwalker lay dead,
his killer fled to immortality.

3 comments:

Sonnet Boy said...
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Sonnet Boy said...

Based loosely on "The Singular Death of Morton" [pdf] by Algernon Blackwood.

Serena Joy said...

The mood is perfect for the Halloween season.