The Witch’s House

Photographer Unknown

There was a gleam in her eye

there was shards of  glass in her voice

and as they cut through me to the bone

I tried to scream

but all I could do

was stand there and laugh

in the Witch’s House

last Halloween.

 

I’m still here,

come see for yourself

I’ll be watching for you

with a gleam in my eye

and I’ll be waiting by the door to

welcome you

with shards of  glass in my voice

that will cut you to the bone

because it’s Halloween.

 

Inspired by the RDP Prompt: GLEAM

 

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