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“With a ring around the rosary
And a pocket full of crosses
Ashes to ashes
They'll all fall down”
― Matthew Fitzpatrick, Monsters & Men: An Anthology

“PHANTASM

I know the phantom
That shies away from the sun
He's a quiet prayer
From the heartless
The mourners
The no ones”
― Trisha North, Clown Town: And Other Spooky Poems

“Decades of debauchery
Erode both body and soul
‘Til mortal becomes mere shade
Devoid of substance and light.
The living are like strangers
As the dead draw all too near.”
― Richard H. Fay, Cosmic Journeys and Gothic Visions: A Speculative Poetry Collection

“we learn
the word's embedded anagrams so rush
to pare a god's indifferent nails and rape
the body offered in all innocence
and gnaw the unripe hanging pear of love

From "Reap”
― George Witte, An Abundance of Caution