Seven Horrorku (Horror Haiku)

by Lena Ng

tippetty tapping
gleeful posthumous dancing
by skeletal feet

black eyes on white face
entrails of her rotting dress
dragging behind her

we talked about love
how it lived, died, and rotted
much like your body

wringing of her hands
weeping in the nursery
silence from the crib

a man tips his hat
I risk a glance back at him
he fades into dusk

glassy, staring eyes
blood pooling on mottled skin
alive with maggots

cold, shivering winds
creaking swings in the playground
empty of children

Proceed to the next Gallery Four: Distortions attraction, “The Vacuum Castrator“