NERVOUS EYES

Ironical glance of nervous eyes,
Gates open with a creek.
Gargoyles leered up high,
Knees jelly and week.
Churchyard dark and still,
Headstones scattered about.
Only broken by owls shrill,
And a distant child's shout.
Stillness gave him a pang,
Veil of mist formed and cloaked.
Dry mouth a copper tang,
Rain clouds emptied and soaked.
While he stood shapes vacated graves,
Destined to roam as undead slaves.
Gargoyles seemed to break free and fly,
I tried to run I had to try.
Faces followed eyes drew nearer,
Was this the end it couldn't be clearer.
Stumbling into a vacated grave,
I start to sink like a hammered stave.
Blackness swallowed I hear a thud,
Lid is closed replacing mud.
Air grows thinner my mind tires,
Until my body floats to spectral spires.