- Source material for this piece is Michael Jackson’s Thriller
- For my 300th post I wanted to go big with a legendary song and my take on the song and iconic music video. Enjoy
Through the graveyard
Emerging from the tombstones mist
Limping on loose limbs
Staccato zombies step
to a midnight symphony
A thriller no mortal can escape
Hunger grows
Their horrid faces moan with slim dripping down the chin
Her eyes frozen to witness the horrors taking place
She’s a fleeting image
With nowhere else to run but an dilapidated house
Their blood hunt intensifies
as the bloodless moon shines
Cornering their prey helpless
They see she’s ready for death
Skeleton hands grab her to take her on a dark fantasy flight
Awakened to normalcy
His towering image
a mirror without reflection
Faceless death
Consuls her from her fears
but you see he’s a dream weaver
creating nightmares from her memories
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