I think of things
such terrible things
The lonely dark
the nighttime brings
Of what’s beyond
the great black veil
The striking of
the final nail
Terror it comes
like waves of red
Not then of death
but this instead
To awaken once more
from death’s sweet kiss
To remember you
remember this
Greg Jones is a horror poet from Wisconsin whose first horror poetry collection entitled “Meet Me in the Flames” was published by WildInk publishing in October 2024. He has a second collection coming late 2026 entitled “Apologies to the Morning.” Greg works as a librarian in suburban Milwaukee where he lives with his wife, three daughters and a growing collection of skin covered tomes.
He can be found at www.gregoryallenjones.com.
Published 2/14/26