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Across an empty hall
Across an empty hall
By jfarrell
My footsteps echo around me,
Ricocheting off the walls
To assault me
Like the voices of the long dead assembled.
The people, memories, who crossed this hall
Long before me;
Leaving fragments of themselves
To dwell here forever.
As the moonlight shafts in through the window,
The dust eddys and grows
To take on the very likenesses
Of those who went before me.
Black and grey shadows beckon and caution me;
I can almost hear them whisper
“This way, come.” “No, that way’s danger.”
Dread hangs in the air, enveloping me.
Startled by a tap-tap-tapping
I see a raven a rap-rap-rapping
In the middle of this empty hall
Dedicated to Lenore.
