Have we passed on from the glory of the gutter?
Life, afterlife.
A literal ghost town.
Our exploits exorcised like an apparition.
Lore to fiction.
Silhouette wraiths idling through latter-day stills,
murmuring “In Memoriam”.
Our bodies, just transient headstones.
A temperate death for the dead.
OR...
Did we escape with our lives?
The final girl, hiding and crying wild
in the dailies of small town cinema-faire.
Nine lives to be lived out mild.
Oh, I want to live mild.
Smiling and waving goodbye
to the ghost of the villain,
relentlessly stalking the frames of our sequels.
Screaming, “You will never catch me!”
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