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This Creepy House  
by Alex Grehy

All the creepy creatures

come to roost in my dark

domain. At close of day

the bats fly in and roaches

play with millipedes, while

spiders thrum their resonant

webs to entice a net of juicy

flies that dance a frenzied jive;

they may escape captivity 

but arachnid poison means 

their death is guaranteed.

.

I have worms and rot and oozing

damp, my windows shine with amber

fire, but there is no warmth inside.

Moonlight on filth deceives, casts 

glints and shadows on dead man’s 

fingers, fungus or maybe real, you

cannot tell in the twilight gloom.

.

In the cellar, coal black, where light

will never reach again, the trapped 

girls sing a futile chorus, like the 

flies, their deaths are guaranteed. 

But I know they are the last and

peace of sorts will come once more.

.

I am content to be abandoned to my slow decay

for there is no evil here since that man walked away.

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Fiction © Copyright Alex Grehy
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

More from author Alex Grehy:

Last Species Standing

Alex Grehy (she/her) enjoys writing quirky, thought-provoking horror and is a regular contributor to The Sirens Call and Ladies of Horror Flash Project. Her fiction and essays on being a lady of horror have featured in a range of publications, including Spread: Tales of Deadly Flora. Alex’s first poetry collection, Last Species Standing, which explores mankind’s relationship with nature and technology, is available on Amazon.

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