Blood will ring the butler's call

Serving up some horror

Blood shall ring the butlers call

By Jack Ivey

 

Step into the parlor

The fires spent, still burn

Painted in the faded tint

Nightmare shades to turn

 

Broken slabs of conscience

Rotted to the core

Splintered in a thousand words

Never heard before

 

Gears abide the grinding

Slapping to the beat

Shards of incandescent lights

Flavoring the meat

 

Slicing as you swallow

Whispering refrains

Caught like someone else's fate

Filtered through the shame

 

Dressed along the hallway

Mirrors shout their fear

There among the carpet stains

Distant as is near

 

Gasp for all you bother

Feast that final breath

Blood will ring the butlers call

Long beyond your death

Author's Note

just a little horror for your reading pleasure

Reviews

[Monster ^.^]

I felt as if I'd read my way through a spooky nightmare... yikes! Goodjob! :D

[Jack...]

thanks

[Frieda P]

Woo, good thing I don't sleep anyway, or this would surely keep me awake. Sounds like hell for sure, I loved it from first word to last...

' Broken slabs of conscience
Rotted to the core
Splintered in a thousand words
Never heard before'

I love splintered in a thousand words never heard before. Just wow!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much, I thought a little horror mignt be fun.

[Jack...]

You were telling the truth, you don't sleep...do you?

[Frieda P]

ha apparently my mind does not compute the process of 'sleep' ;-)

[Jack...]

Well then, good morning, if that is approprite to say.

[Frieda P]

g'day to you too sir....

[icelandicblue]

First let me say that the title is fantastic. I like rhyming horror- it reminds me of Poe. Nice work.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much

[quinfinn]

this is very dark, Jack. i wonder where your head was when you wrote this piece. i was gonna make myself a sandwich but i think i will have a beer instead. excellent and macabre .

[Jack...]

Thanks, I was just hanging out in the dark...