Swirling vapors, blackest night
Ethereal commotion.
Prelude to his entourage
Of bats in locomotion.

Smoky entrance, screaming wolves.
Mist revealing bony hand.
Ragged finger, whisper dark
Beckons me to promised land.

World within dark vapors
Delicious evil calling
Undeniable urges
To be to all appalling.

Resisting not dark missive.
My ghost, my leader, my friend
I’ll go with you to be supreme
Evil-doer to the end.

Copyright 2007 JO Janoski