many fear the house of horrors:
props, masks, smoke, mirrors
evil rarely betrays its presence
waiting in unexpected places
a presence perceived
watching and knowing
it is coming
chill on the wind
stopped atop the Ferris Wheel
dark power in fluorescent lights
that flicker and go out.
subtle scent pervading everything
fries, popcorn, and cotton candy
unholy aromas linger
behind the façade, malicious intent
mischievous clowns’ eyes
abominations on public display
malevolent tones from the calliope
sinister voices calling you near
pernicious portents of woeful demise
not far now
invisible footsteps echo
terror births confusion
consuming energy, causing panic
an icy grasp upon a shoulder
soul stolen, devoured with
iniquitous intent
carnival evil possess you
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