I'm the Merrymaker,
selling secrets in your brain.
Come one, come all.
Because tonight's show
is a spectacular event
of perplexed stares
and confused tongues,
drinking wine from skull bowls,
flipped upside down.
Beating on heaven's fragile door,
knowing devils dance up like flames.
The scorched breath of a thousand dragons
doesn't compare to the degrading sensation
of all these violating eyes looking inside my mind.
I'm resigned to the fact,
I have nowhere left to hide.
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The Raven Redux & Other Poems
HorrorTransport yourself to the last days of Edgar Allan Poe, the famed writer and poet, in the book's featured poem, The Raven Redux. Also, enjoy reading Poe's final and incomplete story, along with original poems and a zombie-origin story by Alexander B...
