In a White Room With Black Curtains, At the Station
Sitting amid her theatre many years ago now; three children their brothers....
This common thread and ushering in, a themeful tune; tubular bells ? Autumnal's
Winds rustling leaves stirring these scenes: dream like the haunting face to face; she howls ?
Long black robes fulfilling times foretold his white collar, her silhouette; misted, the light's cloak
Regan MacNeil as Captain Howdy; quaint their Quija board ? Rattling chains skeletal forms brushing
Wings bitter cold escape the tombs embrace it's lore: could you help an old altar boy, father; look
What your daughter has done ? Blood soaked pillows her shrieking cries; stiletto nights in, stigmatized
His prince of the air your savoir-faire bleeding out, love's rosary ? Excavating ancient's moon; demons be gone
....As so shall you.
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