Dinner At The Old Farmhouse

Not exactly a happy meal

Dinner Time At The Old Farmhouse

Scream out mom or mommy if you prefer

Dad or daddy is already longer than gone

Dragged between the walls by the creature

A hideous mechanical many armed thing

Breathing acid through razor sharp teeth

The slimy cold tongue licks the floors

Sensing out humans because it wants more

Mom or mommy can't help you now

She screams your name one last time

As you dial 911 on the rotary phone

Which takes forever for one rotation

This is not the stone ages for crying out loud

A digital or Iphone is required for survival

Monsters can not be placed on hold

The insidious one finishes off the last parent

A mechanical voice is sounding down the hall

“If you would like to make a call please hang up”

“Try your call again later”

A dial tone accompanies the next one devoured

Music to the ears of the skinless thing feeding

It is later than you think

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my! your title belies your theme ..the contrast is impactfull says i! i remember clearly .. about the age of 8 .. i went through a time of frightful imaginations at bedtime .. when the lights were out .. the door to my room closed ... funny how the scene is stuck in time .. clear as a bell in the darkness ;) i like the rotary vs. iphone .. the changes we have lived through and the negatives and positives of them flood me noodle .. interesting poem Earl! could be a short story ... movie even! :)
E.

[Earl Schumacker]

Hi E. Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it. I must be lucky. I have never had a fear of anything. I am the person who could sleep comfortably in the center of a cemetery with ease on a blanket of grass. I am not superstitious. It is not Halloween but I'm in a Halloween festive kind of mood. Have a great day. Earl