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Fright Night - Alternate Ending


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          Fright Night -- Alternate Ending


          
           


          
          
          You smell his stench, and feel his breath, while in your ear he howls,


          
          You cannot move, for he's holding you, against his furry jowls,


          
          He hesitates, though briefly, while his taloned fingers grip


          
          Your exposed throat, beneath his breath, as he takes a sensual lick.
          
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          A pent-up scream now leaves your throat, yet echoes in your head,


          
          He pulls you close, while sucking, and your flesh now quickly stains,


          
          You silently pray that you'll be spared, yet you know it is in vain,


          
          For you feel his bite, though it is slight, yet your blood begins to drain.
          
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          As talons gently tear your throat, you beg for instant death,


          
          But it does not come, oh no, not yet, as he savours every step,


          
          He's enjoying this, for he sensually moans, as his fangs sink ever deeper,


          
          The time has come to close your eyes, and walk with death's grim reaper.
          
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          But shots ring out, and he swiftly falls, but he holds you as he does,


          
          He caresses you, he knows it's you, and he holds you close to him,


          
          And as you draw your final breath, he whispers in your ear,


          
          "It's me, my love, forgive what I've done, and hold me ever near."
           


          
          Rusty Blackwood © 2019


          
          
          
          ~ I've often wondered what it would be like if this poem were to have an alternate ending, so I've written one. There is no written rule that states a poem, or a story must end nicely, or even partly nice. When you let your imagination take you away, especially when it is
          accompanied by the eeriest season of the year, it's not difficult to come up with what I have.
          
          I hope you enjoy 'the alternative.'
          
          Note: Anyone wishing to read the original poem, Fright Night, may do so by scrolling through
          my poetry index. ~ R.B.
          
          
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