Armchair #haibun

poetry and short stories 1 Minute

this was written for tonights monday #haibun challange at #dversepoets pub

https://dversepoets.com/2021/10/25/haibun-monday-10-25-21-fear/

There he sits . His knowledge never lived.

Gogglebox drop fed straight to his diseased mind.

His gardens arboreal skeletons mean no more than a hiding place.

The sky above this house burns like hellfire.

Hellfire marsh photo by Simon Luckman

The marsh of hellfire hides his victims

School uniforms his pleasure. A collection he keeps under his bed

A police cordon surrounds his house every October 31st.

Until the kiddies firebombed his abode.

Curtains twitching

Childhood monster lives within

Innocents snatches loose

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