Lullaby Drifting in and out of the fog of a shadowed sleep, sirens serenading the night racing like a fading pulse in the distance but I am already too close to leaving my ghost to its dreaming to give resistance slowing breaths to a haunting whisper emergency lights scream no more than a whimper and…
A Haunting Hunger
A Haunting Hunger My mind is a dark abandoned house with battered walls, lonely hallways, sealed secret doors and small cracks through boarded up windows that bleed just enough light for the shadows to feed ©Debbie Berk 2016
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The Devouring
Trapped in this dark space soul lost to an even darker fate and time moves like a slow curse in the belly of the ever ravenous worm the watchful predator with a devoted kind of sickness, mad and twisted like love stalking its prey, waiting in the silent shadows to collect what is owed, eager…
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The Night The Darkness Would Not Die
Words & Image ©Debbie Berk 2016 / www.debbieberk.com /debbiedberk@gmail.com
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Morbid…
Photo / Poem by Debbie Berk

