The silence woke her With its empty noise
Scared of the Dark
A cry in the dark Is more frightening
Witch’s Pet
Black cat bones rattle In the arms of a witch
No Closer
Ominous figure in the distance Distant and indistinct
Blackout #74
It was a Tuesday night by the side of the stage. What was he thinking? They would eat the band alive.
Waiting Room
My thoughts jerk and jitter Not sitting still My body starts to mimic As I pace and pace Although is it a pace When there is no rhythm? Focus takes too long And concentrating is too hard As my mind rejects the issue at hand Trying so hard to focus on the trivial -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #63
Unlike other letters this one had the feel of a living thing and it frightened her.
Advice for Daydreamers
Don't walk alone at night It's dangerous out there Especially for those like us Who daydream more Than we watch out Don't walk alone at night It's dangerous out there -Kel Dayheart
Too Afraid to Write
You say I should be inspired And maybe I am But I'm also a little afraid To put it down in words I don't wait to jinx myself -Kel Dayheart
Scorch
Smoke filled room Gotta get out Gotta get out Before the whole place Burns -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 