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Click hereThey grabbed him after nightfall.
No one heard sounds.
Farm dogs lay dead,
Their throats slit.
Mouths open,
Silently barking.
Death had come with speed.
He must have struggled,
Two kitchen chairs lay overturned,
Glass shards and
Pooled milk leaked between floorboards.
She found her lover swinging,
Inside an old barn out back,
Rope screeching.
His body pendulous from the wind howling through open rotted doors.
One denim pocket held recorded details,
A fourth notch scratched on wood.
in an icky kind of way. The latter part seems to imply a single serial killer, but the first part implies what--Satanists? Vigilantes?
And "pendulous" doesn't seem right to me. Always a word I associate with something like jowly overweight people. I assume you mean to invoke a pendulum type motion. You might try to get "pendulum" or "metronome" in there as a simile or something (he says blabberingly).
But geez, pretty depressing subject matter. I hope I'll be able to sleep tonight.
tz
Not sure I get the end but This is really creepy,not in a bad way, but a give you chills way. I'm glad it's morning and not the midst of night.Good Halloween poem
I like it but I don't get it. It sort of left me wondering, with no way to resolve it. Not your best, sweety, but really good!
Boo