She hears the call in echoes
as he emerges from the earth…
a lonesome wanton cry
beneath the waning moon.
She stands frozen in the empty street
abandoned by the townsfolk
now hiding in their soft, warm beds.
The moan foretells her destiny;
one which will not last all too long.
For once in his wandering, vile sights
the gruesome fun will begin.
His leathery flesh - stretched taut
Over a rickety, wobbling frame-
molds to brittle, crumbling bone
visible only in brief glimpses through
gaping holes of jagged raw meat.
Gangrenous juices seep in thick streams
from every maggot eaten gash of
grey, putrid parchment once known as skin.
He holds her face in rotted hands
to lock his withered lips round
a juicy slick, hot eye as
her screams go unheeded by
those too afraid to face the fright.
He sucks the orb into his mangy mouth.
And… with a sharp twisting snap
he jerks back to detach the glistening prize
in a spray of sweet scarlet blood so decedent;
leaving only a stark, pitted void.
Her ears are torn, one at a time,
from her precious little head.
He enjoys gnashing each keenly
‘tween blackened, decay riddled teeth,
rolling each round on his slimy tongue…
while he wallows in undead delight.
As she stands in utter shock at
the now distant sound of mewling;
he will reach down her throat
and pull out her delicate spine.
Another lost soul gone to the night
and the wretched monster within.
For he craves the trust of naďve innocence
and the taste of warm, fresh brains.
Author notes
Prompt- 'out of the darkness a zombie did call, true pain and suffering he brought to them all. Away ran the children to hide in their beds, for fear that the devil would chop off their heads'
The title is to honor the greatest master of horror and the macabre (and his song which the prompt is from)...
Mr. Rob Zombie himself 
picture found here: http://monkeywingsyellow.deviantart.com/art/Zombie-51395189
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- Mysterious prompts. Reserve to find out. I am your muse. by Catacomb.
1800 points, ended October 26, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Would love to know what ya'll think!
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Creepy
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I am stil ................................I am stil trembling.This piece was marvelous.Wish I did not read this cause I hv to take sleeping pills tonight.Its freaky creepy.You deserve to win
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Um.... Wow!
..... I bow to your greatness, I thought I was good at the darker genre of poetry however you have just schooled me on how it is done. I am not worthy enough to have read this let alone write in the same type of genre. You are one damned fine writer / Poetess!
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Awwww
<--- look at what you made me do. I never really think my work is all that great then I go and get a comment like that and it just boosts my confidence and makes me want to write more... especially when the comment comes from such a fine poet as yourself 
lol
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Well done!! This write is right up my alley and I indulged every word. Thank you.
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that's horribly macarbe..
how gruesomely graphic - love the lines:
"Gangrenous juices seep in thick streams
from every maggot eaten gash of
grey, putrid parchment once known as skin."
distrubing stuff. great write.
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Very chilling my little friend
I love this piece you have done a wonderful job as always..
His leathery flesh - stretched taut
Over a rickety, wobbling frame-
molds to brittle, crumbling bone
Very chilling and disturbing...
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I love that song as well lol but my fav song has to dragula I think thats what it called. Back to the poem lol. Again fantastic imagery I could see it all in your words I love it
"His leathery flesh - stretched taut
Over a rickety, wobbling frame-
molds to brittle, crumbling bone
visible only in brief glimpses through
gaping holes of jagged raw meat.
Gangrenous juices seep in thick streams
from every maggot eaten gash of
grey, putrid parchment once known as skin"
This is my favorite part very cool, it all just jumps of the page. Great write
wish I could give you 5*s
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ohh yeah
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woooo
spine chilling dark write
you have penned
filled with some gruesome imagery
excellent flow throughout
well done poet
thanks for the share
Darky
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OMG!!! this is so vivid and disturbing if thats what you wanted then amazing write! lol You are one of the only poets that can write dark poems that really scare me! (true its not that hard I am such a wuss, I cant even watch horror movies! lol) The imagery in this is superb! I felt like I was there watching it. Oh and what a great homage to Rob Zombie (I love Living Dead Girl) Great write, best of luck in the contest
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WHAAAA HAAAAA! That is one of the most deliciously disgusting writes I have read in a while. The imagery is perfect as is the flow.
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YAY!
Well if you like oh Mistress of Darkness then I know it's good
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Prompt- 'out of the darkness a zombie did call, true pain and suffering he brought to them all. Away ran the children to hide in their beds, for fear that the devil would chop off their heads'
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Well... I added mine at the last second lol... here it is hope you like it
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