In celebration of the month of October, here's a small collection of creepy haiku written by yours truly.

she wakes to the sound

of footsteps

at the end of her bed

twenty deep cuts

she slices another

on his pale wrists

a little girl walks alone

dragging her bear behind her

empty sockets staring down

she patiently irons

the dress

she was killed in

a winter storm

the wind’s screams

drown out her own

doing her makeup

under the blacklight

blood never looked so bright

she stands in the front of the mirror

it's not her reflection

that stares back

killing time

she stabs

at her fingers

hands searching in the dark

until they slide

against a bare chest

the train speeds on down the tracks

taking her body

with it

she sobs over the death

of her

imaginary friend

I watch as my dead wife

stands by the stove

cooking breakfast

empty graveyard

her hands slide over

moss-covered gravestones

a wolf howls somewhere

alone in the forest

the light of my flashlight goes out

I shiver in fear

my chains rattle

as I hear his footsteps