Tags

, , ,

There it stands

Immovable and locked

Made of steel and wood

I pray it holds

Will it retain the undead

Will it protect me from evil

Fitting tightly in it’s niche

No windows

Does it open in

Does it open out

Did I pile enough behind it

What is that I hear

Beating and shuffling

Behind the barrier

Sounds like water buffalo

Water buffalo that want my brains

Advertisements