"That's it I'm getting myself a new horse"
Death boomed.
To the depths he clawed,
into the lava filled waiting room,
pressing the bell to get service.
"I'm sorry sir,
this is hell you are not one of ours
you need to go see them upstairs!"
He climbed the staircase
paved in diamond light
Opened the door stepped inside
and felt burning
eyes glaring.
"I'm here about a new horse"
"I'm sorry your lordship,
but we can't be seen to be associating
with skeletal beings,
it doesn't do our image good"
"Erm didn't your boss cause a massive flood?
And what about turning people into pillars of salt,
I just need a horse, to be ready for the coming assault"
"Rules are rules I'm afraid,
it was in the small print
one horse,
you will have to provide your own from now on,
now could you leave by the back entrance,
we don't want to chance
anyone catching a glance"
Death skulked off down the rickety service stairs,
"How am I supposed to do my job,
it’s like no one cares"
Thanks for reading
Endless Nightmares out now
300 pages of horror themed poetic storytelling
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100+ all new poems not shared here before.
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