Evil Grey

by Kelvin Bueckert

Coming on like a swirling whizzer
from the toy box of your heart
but strangely, I need you know
here away from the hiding halls
pulling you into the white
and away from the evil grey
smiling with teeth so ready, so dazzle me
run around in my head, so I don’t need to
dread the moment you start closing in
and your smile melts into fangs
and your eyes, now empty and void
await possession
if it’s just me, I can turn away
can I turn away?
coming on, I feed you now
live in the footlights
before crawling the empty halls
into sight and the evil grey

Copyright © 2005 by Kelvin Bueckert